Part 1 The Sarah Jane Adventures

That shooting star could be a space rock burning up in our atmosphere,

or a ship that's travelled a billion light years.

They might be friendly and they might not...like the Slitheen.

They wanted to drain our sun's energy

and leave the Earth a dead ball of ice.

But we stopped them,

Sarah Jane, Luke, Clyde, and me.

But the papers said it was a temporary reversal

of the Earth's magnetic something or other.

That's what Mr Smith put into the news releases.

Sarah Jane's computer. And which branch

of PC World did that come from?

He's alien, I don't know where from...

not sure if Sarah Jane knows.

-Right...

-Anyway, so Clyde realised we could use vinegar

-as a weapon against the Slitheen.

-You heard her!

-Most of them escaped - teleported back to the mothership.

-You're 14.

Dad, the world would have died.

I'm your father. You never thought I should know about any of this?

It was difficult. Especially after you got

-turned to stone.

-I beg your pardon?

-Dad!

Dad!

-There was this Gorgon...

-Just give me a minute here...

I know how you feel.

I remember when I saw that alien in Sarah Jane's garden...

So Sarah Jane

used to fly around in space with this guy...

-The Doctor.

-And Luke's an alien?

-Not alien.

He just isn't quite human.

The Bane made him.

-This is serious stuff, Maria.

-You're not going to tell Mum, are you?

Like she'd believe me.

Like I'd believe me if I hadn't been bumping between alternate realities

and seen us almost flattened by a meteor.

No, I'm not going to tell your mother.

-Tomorrow morning I'm putting this house on the market.

-What?

-You can't!

-This isn't kids' stuff Maria.

It's dangerous, we're going to have to move.

There. Just below Bellatrix on Orion's shoulder.

That's where they'll come.

Sarah Jane! Dad says we're moving.

He says I can't have anything to do with you any more.

-He says it's too dangerous.

-It is.

-That's not the point!

No parent wants to see their child in danger, Maria.

I know your father has a lot more to worry about than most dads.

You can't blame him for wanting to keep you safe.

-You talk to him.

-What would I say?

Tell him about the magic. How wonderful it is. The universe.

Perhaps it is.

You said it, Maria, it's not all sparkling stars and moonlight.

Yeah, well, sometimes things from space are evil and scary...

but how's that so different from here on Earth?

And sometimes things from space are amazing and beautiful.

And you realize how incredible it all is.

We're part of something much bigger than living on Bannerman Road.

Life is so much more than most people will ever know,

and I've been really lucky, Dad.

-I've seen that, I can't give it up.

-This is too much to take in...

That's the Universe, Alan.

Once it's chosen to show you some of its secrets,

you can't ever turn your back on it. None of us can.

No. I suppose not.

I've got a lot to get used to, haven't I?

The Kalazian Lights are about to appear.

The last time they were visible from Earth

was four thousand years ago.

The universe is smiling on us tonight.

Let's hope it always does.

It's been...five months since we saw Ashley.

But we pray every night

that he's out there somewhere.

Unharmed.

And that he'll come back to us soon.

If you're out there, Ashley,

just call your Mum and Dad. Please.

If the human race is going to survive climate change, Luke,

you have to give it a helping hand... not to mention my electricity bill.

What have you done with the remote?

If you can't have children of your own...

if that's why you've taken him...

because you're lonely...

how do you think I feel without my angel boy?

-They look worried sick.

-There's things here on Earth

that make your blood run cold, never mind from outer space.

If anybody knows where Ashley is, please contact the police.

Isn't that Luke?

No. It can't be.

Luke? It's you.

Whoever's got him,

you might think you're caring for him,

you might think you love him, but he belongs with us,

his Mum and Dad.

You're my Mum.

Mr Smith, I need you. More than ever.

-I have been monitoring the news.

-It can't be true.

Luke was created by the Bane to absorb human brain patterns.

Did they model him on this missing boy? Is that it?

There's only one way to be certain. I need to scan Luke.

No. The Bane made me.

'I don't remember anyone or anything

'before I woke up in Bane's laboratory...

-'Then I met Maria.'

-Um... Hello.

-Um... Hello.

-'And I met you.'

-What are you doing here?

-I could ask you the same!

-But... who's he? What have they done to you?

It's all right, Luke. But we have to be sure.

This won't hurt at all, Luke.

-Well?

-I am assessing...

My assessment is complete.

My cellular scan and DNA cross-reference

-of Ashley Stafford are concluded.

-And?

I have a comprehensive genetic match.

-What?

-Luke and Ashley Stafford are the same person.

No, there must be some mistake.

-I don't make mistakes. That is a human trait.

-The Bane made me!

-You know they did!

-This doesn't make any sense, Luke was never born.

He doesn't have a navel.

Bane society, being egg-born, find the navel crude and offensive.

They surgically removed it when was programmed as the archetype.

But you're my Mum.

Mr Smith, is there any chance at all...

Chances of DNA mismatch, approximately four billion to one.

What did I say? I told you there was something wrong

about Contrary Jane and that so-called son of hers.

-It's a mistake. It can't be Luke.

-And why's that?

It just can't.

-Well, let's let the police make up their minds about that.

-The police?

Mum, you never called the police?

I've told you there's something wrong with that woman.

-I can smell it on her.

-Mum! No!

I've told you, she's a weirdo. You'll see.

Sarah Jane Smith?

He's here. Will you just give me a minute please?

What's going to happen?

I expect the police will take us to the station. They'll question me,

and you'll see your parents again...your real parents.

So why can't I remember them? I know all sorts of things...

Quantum Theory, Magnusark's Law of Hyper-Dimensional Relativity...

I can remember every page of every book I've ever read...

so why can't I remember them?

I wish I had all the answers, Luke.

I know this is difficult. You must know I do.

But this isn't a bad day.

Mr and Mrs Stafford are your real parents. They love you.

But, don't you love me?

Of course I do. But you don't belong with me, Luke.

Your mum and dad have spent months searching for you.

The Bane took you away, and broke their hearts.

Today is the most wonderful day in their lives,

they're going to get you back. You're going to be an ordinary human boy

with parents that won't ever let anything bad happen to you again.

The way I never could. And it's the best day of your life, too.

You'll see.

So it's right, then? It is Luke?

Wake up, Clyde. How can it be Luke?

-What you mean the belly...

-Look, it's the mum and dad.

Don't be nervous Luke, it's going to be OK, they're your real parents,

-it will be all right.

-Here she comes. Calamity Jane.

-Ashley! Ashley!

-Don't be frightened, everything's going to be fine.

Ashley, oh, thank God! Thank God you're all right!

Oh, my baby! My beautiful baby boy!

Are you really my mother?

-Was I born from your womb?

-Ashley? Of course I'm your mother.

Don't you remember us, son?

-No.

-What have you done to him, you witch?!

-Mrs Stafford, please...

-Mum! This is all your fault!

Me?! I don't go kidnapping young boys, and passing them off as my own.

-Chrissie, for goodness' sake...

-I haven't hurt him.

Luke... Ashley...he had an accident. He's lost his memory.

I'd no idea he had parents looking for him.

You thought fairies left him?!

-You make me sick!

-I think we'd better talk this through

down at the station, Miss Smith.

Dad, they're arresting her, do something!

It will all come out. Goodness knows what secrets she's been hiding.

Leave it, Chrissie, there's nothing I can do darling.

Mum, no!

Come on, let's get you home yeah.

Seems you've got powerful friends, Miss Smith.

My friends have nothing to do with it. I've done nothing wrong.

-I know a cover-up when I smell one.

-Nevertheless, Chief Inspector,

I assume your attitude means I'm free to go.

You can go. But don't go near that boy again.

In you go, son.

Home sweet home.

We've got Spurs on Wednesday, Ashley.

Spurs?

You and me. Pizza and cokes. Watching the match.

"Come on, Lampard!" Eh?

Football. You remember football. don't you?

-I don't like football.

-Don't like?

What did that woman do to him?

I suppose I used to like peppers as well, did I?

I'm tired. I'd like to go to my room now, please.

Xylok, are you there?

We've got the boy.

Sarah Jane.

Luke has gone, back to his parents, where he belongs.

And they are his parents. Mr Smith confirmed it.

The Bane kidnapped him, did things to him.

I got it wrong. Not for the first time.

-I'm really sorry.

-No, it's for the best.

I'm not cut out for being a parent. Children have no place in my life.

-You don't mean that.

-I told you when we met, my life is dangerous.

I can't afford to have other people to worry about.

They're a distraction. That can mean mistakes.

Oh, these past few months, I've just been lucky.

-I can't expect that to hold up for ever.

-What are you saying?

Go home, tell your dad he was right.

he should put the house on the market and he, and you and Clyde

-should forget all about everything you've seen.

-What?

What happened to never turning your back on the universe?

Sometimes you have to. Sometimes it's the only way to survive.

Sarah Jane.

I didn't call you.

-Perhaps you don't realise that you need me.

-Yeah, well I don't.

-Not tonight.

-You need a purpose, Sarah Jane.

All things in the universe need a purpose.

Without purpose we cease to be.

What are you talking about, Mr Smith?

I've been monitoring experiments at The Pharos Para-Science Institute.

Look, I'm not really interested.

They have been carrying out research in telekinetic energy.

Pharos was set up 20 years ago to study paranormal phenomena,

they've been running experiments in mind over matter just as long.

With little success, but now they have developed

a way to harness telekinetic energy.

How?

They are using alien technology.

-Well, then maybe I should pay a visit.

-My thoughts, exactly.

And this time I won't have any children to slow me down.

Good Morning, Ashley. Did you sleep well?

-Why did you lock my door?

-Well, you ran away once, remember?

-No. Why would I run away from home?

-Well, since you've lost your memory,

we'll never find out, will we?

And you can forget about school - you're staying here.

-I want to see my friends.

-Maria and Clyde?

How do you know their names? I never mentioned them.

It don't matter.

You won't see 'em again.

So that's it?

-No more monsters, no more saving the world?

-She's devastated about Luke.

Yeah, well she's not the only one hurting, is she?

-Where is Luke, anyway?

-His parents live in Hammersmith.

I suppose Luke...Ashley...will be going back to his old school.

So that's the last we see of him?

Man, I'd just got him listening to Kasabian.

Was gonna move onto Arctic Monkeys.

Give me a couple of months and I could have had him passing for cool.

Maybe Ashley is cool. Maybe he's a completely different person to Luke.

The Bane must have really messed him about.

I bet finding out he'd got a real mum and dad messed him up more.

-I hope he's all right.

-Why don't we find out?

They live in Hammersmith right, have you got the address?

-It was in the papers, I think.

-Then come on.

The bell's going to go for lessons any minute.

Look, if my days of fighting aliens are over,

sneaking off lessons once in a while is all the excitement I'm gonna get.

BELL RINGS

Maria Jackson! Where exactly do you think you are you going?

Just going to the library, sir.

You're supposed to be in my French class, depechez-vous.

Thank you very much for seeing me, Professor Rivers.

Oh, the Pharos Institute doesn't get nearly enough media interest.

Most people write off our researchers as cranks,

but we are in good company.

Galileo and Copernicus were both dismissed by their

blinkered scientific contemporaries.

-This way, Miss Smith.

-Of course, Galileo

and Copernicus weren't carrying out experiments in the paranormal.

Aah, Sir Isaac Newton and Thomas Edison both had strong interests

in the "paranormal", Miss Smith.

It's your work into telekinesis that I'm particularly interested in.

Then you're in for a treat!

-It's incredible.

-Oh, we're not done yet, Miss Smith.

This is impossible.

-You can't possibly have...

-Unfortunately we're having

a little difficulty with our energy-focus stabilization.

MITRE...

Magnified Intensification of Telekinetic Reactive Energies.

Those headsets take the latent raw psychic ability all humans possess

to move objects with the power of thought and directs it.

Amazing. Who developed it?

Our child genius.

Sarah Jane Smith, this is Nathan Goss.

Hello, Nathan.

-I'm pleased to meet you.

-I'm working!

Oh, I'm sorry to disturb you. It looks very complex.

Don't waste your time or mine asking me to explain.

Miss Smith's a journalist. She wants to talk to you about MITRE.

You've told her about MITRE?! How stupid can you get?!

Well, I'm sorry, Nathan. But your work is important.

It needs recognition. And we need the funding. I thought...

Get out! Leave me alone!

And leave the thinking to somebody with the intelligence

-of actually doing something with it!

-Miss Smith, we'd better just...

-Come on.

-I used to know someone your age

who could wipe the floor with your intelligence, Nathan.

And wipe the floor with you, too.

We'll see about that.

RINGS DOORBELL

-What do you want?

-Hi, my name's Clyde.

-I'm a friend of Luke's... I mean Ashley's.

-So?

-Is he in? Can I see him?

-No times two. Now hop it.

You don't much look like Ashley, do you?

You trying to say he's not our Ashley? That Sarah Jane sent you?

See? His birthday. Ashley, me and his dad.

We gave him a skateboard.

-Good was he? On the skateboard?

-Stunning. So you take that photo

and you show it to Sarah Jane Smith and tell her my boy

is back where he belongs!

Clyde! Clyde! Up here! Clyde!

Sir, can I go to the toilet, please?

-Clyde?

-Maria, this whole Luke and his folks thing stinks

like a fart. His so-called mum wouldn't let me see him,

and know what she said they gave him for his birthday? A skateboard.

You've seen him on a skateboard - no sense of balance at all.

-But after what the Bane did to him...

-I don't care what anyone

did to him...you don't lose something like that. It's instinct.

And they gave me this photo, it's of Luke and them at his birthday party.

-that proves everything.

-Photos can be faked.

I'll take it to Sarah Jane.

-What are you doing here?

-We have a problem.

Nathan Goss is a genius, He has an IQ of a hundred and ninety five.

He was reading quantum physics at the age of eight.

Some call him the Young Einstein.

-Others say his potential exceeds Einstein.

-He's an obnoxious brat.

But there's something else about him...

something that made my blood run cold.

Despite his IQ, a telekinetic energizer such as MITRE is still

-beyond the genius of Nathan Goss.

-It could make a terrible weapon.

A destroyer of worlds, in the right hands, with the right mind.

-Where did it come from?

-If I could analyse it's composition,

-I could be definitive of its technology and origin.

-Mr Smith,

are you asking me to steal one of those headsets from Pharos?

It would be of great assistance.

Sarah Jane Smith has seen the telekinetic energizer!

The idiots gave her a demonstration!

-She doesn't know anything.

-She must know something,

you gravy-brained moron, or she wouldn't have been in the lab!

Look, there's no need to talk to him like that!

This is my mission, I can talk to him anyway I like!

The Xylok said she might come poking her nose in.

-It said it would take care of her.

-The Xylok!

Do you really think we can trust a Xylok?

The plan's too far advanced. She can't stop us.

We've got the Bane's Archetype. We've got the boy.

< CREAK What was that?

These new slim-line flesh-suits might handle the gas better,

but they're a bit on the snug side.

You're Slitheen?

-But you're skinny!

-Amazing, isn't it?

With this technology I can eat all I want and still be a size 8.

-And you?

-What? Don't you remember me, Luke?

How you killed my family and left me locked in a sealed room to die?

Carl?

Same Slitheen, different skin.

I teleported out and survived. My father wasn't so fortunate.

And now I'm going to get my revenge!

Sarah Jane!

Mr Smith, I need you.

-Clyde. What a pleasure.

-What? Really?

-Oh, cool.

-You have something for me?

Yeah, as it happens.

I got this...

it's a picture of Luke with that pair that reckon he's their kid.

Only I think it's a fake. See?

-I thought you could do your analysing...

-You're right, Clyde.

-It is fake. I faked it.

-You... Am I missing something here?

More than you could ever imagine, Clyde.

What's going on?

I am a Xylok.

I have a purpose.

And you, Clyde, are a part of it.

EVIL LAUGHTER

-Telekinetic energy fetches a huge price.

-Clyde, where are you?

Mr Smith's going to kill us all and I'm inside him.

I trusted him with my life.

We're taking on aliens with bottles of vinegar?

We have to find Luke. I gave him to the Slitheen,

whatever they want with him I have to get him back.

At last, we can begin...

-It's not possible.

-Luke is not possible. Mr Smith isn't possible

but together they are bringing the moon crashing down on Earth.