Part 2 The Sarah Jane Adventures

13 Bannerman Road is where Sarah Jane Smith lives

and it's home to things way beyond your imagination.

There's an extraterrestrial supercomputer in the wall,

her son, a genetically engineered boy genius,

a schoolgirl investigator across the road,

her adopted daughter from another world

and a whole universe of adventure on the doorstep.

-Ready?

-Always.

-Do you know anything about curses?

-Native American curses?

Every one of my friends has been turning against me.

-Rani, we're mates.

-I hate you.

-Get out!

I think there's something wrong with my name! It's like it's cursed!

I don't ever want to hear his name again!

-Mum, I love you. Don't do this.

-I want you out of my life!

I haven't done anything. The curse is taking everything over!

Hiya. Sleep all right?

You'll get used to it. At least it's dry.

What was he thinking? Kipping out in the rain? Want to get sick?

Like things can get any worse.

If you want to try pneumonia, go for it.

No, look, I'm sorry. This is all...sort of new to me.

But thanks for bringing me here.

I saw you the other day.

-You gave me a couple of quid.

-Oh, outside the museum?

-Sorry, I didn't recognize you.

-Course not. People don't look.

-Scared they might catch something.

-No. It's not that.

I saw them chuck you out.

What did you do, unravel a bit of a mummy to blow your nose?

-That's not the only place I got thrown out.

-Look,

if you've had a row with your folks, go home.

With any luck, you'll be nice and warm in bed tonight.

-Spare us a thought.

-Yeah, but I've got no-one. My mum, my friends...

they're history. You're the first person that hasn't turned on me.

I'm Ellie Faber. What about you?

Enrico.

Enrico...Box.

OK.

-What are you doing?

-Having a clear-out.

-There's too much clutter in this attic.

-But those are Clyde's things.

He should've taken them with him.

I don't understand. What did he do to upset you so much?

Listen to me, Sky, and remember - I don't want to hear his name again,

and I don't want you to have anything to do with him. Clear?

-Yeah.

-Good.

-So how long have you been living like this?

-Two years.

-Time doesn't mean much here.

-How?

My dad died, and my mum married again.

Let's just say it didn't work out for me. OK?

I'm sorry.

Doesn't matter. You grow up fast out here.

-There's a load of stuff that happens...

-What sort of stuff?

It's like everywhere else. There's good people, and there's bad...

And there's the Night Dragon.

-What's that?

-Sometimes people disappear.

I mean, how bad is that? We've already vanished once.

-Maybe they find somewhere to go?

-And don't tell anybody they're going?

They're just gone.

And then the next morning people say "the Night Dragon took them".

And they never come back.

School chips... best chips in the world.

The menu said there was toad in the hole. Mr Smith said there are

500 species of toad. When I asked which one we were having,

the dinner lady didn't seem very pleased.

So Mr Smith gave you a basic grounding for starting school

by telling you about toads, and nothing about school dinners?

Sounds just like him.

I think he's nervous of me.

He doesn't like me too close, in case I blow his circuits.

He'll get used to you. You're one of the gang now.

-Like Clyde?

-Don't say that!

He was your friend... and Sarah Jane's.

No-one can tell me why you all turned on Clyde!

I don't feel well.

I looked you up on the internet.

You have a reputation for investigating strange phenomena.

So I thought maybe you'd come across something like this before.

-What happened?

-According to our security guard,

lightning burst out of the totem pole.

-That's impossible.

-Of course...

but I'm almost thinking there's truth in the legend after all.

But it was dead...

The myth says the medicine men

trapped the god Hetocumtek in the totem pole,

but warns that Hetocumtek would find a way to escape

if ever the totem pole fell back into the hands of men.

That's why it was hidden in a cave in Death Valley?

-Well, it's only a legend.

-PHONE RINGS

No...

Dr Madigan, I think it might be best

-to close the exhibition for a while. Just as a precaution.

-Of course.

You got any spare change, mate?

So you do this every day? Even in the rain?

Well, you're hungry, I'm hungry.

It's either this or going through the bins.

Yeah, I've done that too.

Have you got any spare change, mate?

You sound like you're flogging china down the market. Too cocky.

It's not cocky, it's charisma.

Whoever heard of a homeless person with charisma?

This is how it goes, isn't it?

Everything you ever were, everything you ever wanted to be,

it just gets worn away till there's nothing left.

The people that make it were always fighters. Survivors.

I'm one of them. You wouldn't believe some of the things I've done.

-Creatures I've seen.

-Creatures? Are you into wildlife, then?

Yeah. It was a wild life.

Let's go get something to eat.

-MR SMITH:

-Are you all right, Sarah Jane?

Yeah...

Something about that totem pole. It's alive, Mr Smith, I saw it.

Just for a moment. I know I did.

There's something terrible.

It must have been dormant on your first visit to the museum.

But there are now energies building around the totem pole.

But why? That's what worries me.

That's Max. He used to be a boxer, then he got too old.

He's been on the streets years.

That woman in the duffel coat...

Polish, came over to get married. Got dumped. Can't get home.

Polly the Porsche worked in the City.

Always telling everyone what she used to drive.

-Now she pushes everything she's got around in an old trolley.

-No way.

All of them, ignoring us on the street.

They wouldn't believe how easy it could be.

One day it just all falls apart, and you're here.

Steven's Point. Getting hand-outs.

All right, Mags? How's the tea leaves?

Hello, love.

This is Mystic Mags. This is my friend, Rico.

If you want the lottery numbers, she's your girl.

Mock - but there's strange things in the air.

-Yeah. Like fish.

-Something bad's coming!

-You mean the Night Dragon?

-Aagh! The dragon's coming.

I can see it in the leaves.

It's always in the leaves, before one of us is taken.

But this isn't no dragon. Something else.

And it's put its mark on you.

-What?

-There's a curse on you, and everyone what knows you.

-Cut it out, Mags.

-She's right.

-She's right, I'm cursed.

-What are you talking about?

I'm only ever going to get you into trouble, Ellie.

Thanks for trying to help me. But you can't, no-one can.

Hey, wait...!

-Rico... Rico, wait!

-My name's not Rico!

What? Your name's not really Enrico Box? Who'd have guessed(?)

-It doesn't matter.

-I can't tell you my name.

-She was right.

-What, you're cursed? Look at ME.

Welcome to the club!

-Loser!

-Watch it...

See? You can't be cursed. You're my lucky charm.

SNARLING

-Are you coming down with something?

-No, I'm fine.

You've not said a word since we left the shops. Come on, what's wrong?

Rani... Love, what is it?

I don't know.

It's like something's wrong...

It feels like...I've lost something really special, only...

I don't know what it is.

-That doesn't make any sense.

-I know it doesn't. And it's driving me mad.

But I can't shake it.

It's like... nothing's right any more.

My whole life, Dad, it's like...

it's like it's not me any more.

SHE SNIFFS

So, how are you settling in with Sarah Jane? Have you met Luke yet?

He's such a lovely boy. He was such big friends with...

-Mrs Langer...?

-This keeps happening to me.

Something comes into my head, and... I don't know what.

It's like, a part of my world has gone and...I don't know what it is.

-Is it Clyde?

-Don't use that name in my house!

-Why? I don't understand.

Everybody's turned against him, but nobody can tell me why!

-Just be glad he's gone!

-But Clyde's your son. Don't you love him?

-I told you, don't say that name!

-It's just a name, Mrs Langer.

-Clyde is your son's name.

-It hurts! Stop saying it!

That's it... It's his name, his name's doing all this...

It's going to be all right, Mrs Langer. Somehow, I promise.

GROWLING AND SNARLING

THUNDER CRACKS

I've never seen so much thunder and lightning.

It's like flippin' Transylvania. Just wetter.

Why didn't we go back to Camp Cardboard?

The streets make people superstitious.

Mystic Mags will have told everyone you're "cursed".

Well?

Well, what we need here is paper.

Where were you the day of the storm?

You know the one I mean. No-one's ever going to forget that day.

I was at school.

I was on the street, and then this fish drops between my feet.

Splat!

It was totally random.

Well, at least you had something to eat.

Yeah, like I know what to do with a fish.

Might as well have rained bricks.

-Someone said it was a weird weather thing.

-Yeah, I heard that, too.

So, what if the fish was some sort of sign...

that something bad was coming, like Mystic Mags said?

-Worse than the Night Dragon?

-Yeah, really bad.

I've been through bad stuff in my life...

-Maybe it doesn't matter now.

-I don't understand.

For two years, I've been telling myself I'll get off the street.

I'll get on some sort of scheme. Get a job, get a flat.

Get my life back.

Meet a nice boy.

That was my dream. Now it's starting to come true.

THUNDER CRACKS

ROARING AND GROANING

It feels like someone has died? But you don't know who?

-It's like someone special has been taken from you?

-Yeah, that's it.

-That's exactly it.

-I've been feeling it, too.

-What's going on?

-Something really weird.

The only thing I can think is it's something to do with the totem pole.

There's an energy in it, it's been dormant

but it's getting stronger.

Getting stronger?! Since when?

Oh, some time after we all went to the museum.

-Argh!

-Since Clyde touched the totem pole?

-Since he got that splinter?

-Don't say that name!

Mr Smith, I need you!

-What are you doing?!

-It's the only way I can make you listen to me!

Mr Smith, when Clyde got the splinter from the totem pole,

-could it have activated it?

-Stop saying that!

-It is conceivable.

-None of this makes sense, Sky.

You turning your back on Clyde doesn't make sense!

Even his mum's thrown him out. She feels the same as you and Rani,

like something's been torn from her life,

-and she can't remember what it is!

-Well, it isn't him! I hate him!

Why, Rani? Think about it!

You both love Clyde.

You'd never turn your backs on him.

The only way this could happen is some alien messing with your heads.

-Clyde needs us.

-Stop saying that name! Please!

Sarah Jane, your reaction to his name suggests that Sky is correct.

You have been subjected to a psychophonic programming,

possibly designed to keep Clyde isolated.

-Well, say that's true. Why?

-Because Hetocumtek needs Clyde.

What if it's found a way to escape?

The longer Clyde's out there, the more powerful it's getting.

The legend said that if the totem pole fell

back into the hands of men, then Hetocumtek would escape.

The hands of men!

Clyde got a splinter!

It's a curse and you've got to break it!

That name. Just the sound of it, it's agony.

It hurts!

His name's the key.

His mum couldn't say it. Maybe if you can, it will break the curse.

Oh, it's no good.

You've got to! We've got to find Clyde!

It's the only way of stopping Hetocumtek escaping!

-We can do this, Rani.

-It's just a name. We can say it, right?

-OK...

-Say it! Say it! Come on. Clyde Langer! Clyde Langer!

Clyde...

Clyde...

Clyde...

Clyde!

-Clyde...

-Clyde Langer!

-Clyde...

-Clyde Langer!

-Clyde Langer!

BOTH: Clyde Langer! Clyde Langer!

Oh! Clyde Langer!

Oh...

Now the most important thing is we get Clyde back!

ROARING AND GROWLING

Look. What do you think?

That's brilliant.

I thought I could do this, like a street artist.

We could go to Covent Garden

and people will pay to have their portraits drawn.

-On the back of old paper bags?

-No, I'll get a drawing pad.

I've got the pencils. I'm telling you, Ellie, we can do this.

We can get off the streets together.

Stay here. I'm going to go and get us a coffee to share.

I feel like celebrating.

TYRES SCREECH OK.

Clyde!

Sarah Jane!

Rani?

Clyde!

SHE LAUGHS

I'm so sorry. What have I done?

We've been looking for you all night.

Thank Sky. The curse didn't affect her.

-She fought so hard for you.

-Thank you, Sparky.

Something alien is trapped in the totem pole.

And somehow it's using you to get free.

-If it does, we are in trouble.

-We need you back at the attic.

I've got to wait for someone - my friend!

There isn't time! We have to go!

I can't leave. You don't understand.

We have to go, Clyde! We have to go. Please!

-Ellie!

-Oh...

-Ellie!

-Clyde, listen to me!

That thing could break free at any moment!

I'm coming back.

-MR SMITH:

-Clyde. Welcome back. Sarah Jane, I have hacked into

a passing Chorium trading vessel's transmat systems.

-Mr Smith, do it!

-Locking onto the Culture Museum.

Bringing totem pole to the attic...now.

ROARING AND GROANING

The psychophonic curse must be reversed.

THUNDER CRACKS

Do as I told you, Clyde. Now!

ROARING GETS LOUDER

It's fighting back!

THEY SCREAM

What's happening?

Clyde, you're the only one that can stop all this!

THUNDER BOOMS

You tried to ruin my life.

To take away everything and everyone that was most important to me.

But I'm a survivor and you failed, you big plank.

IT SNARLS

My name's Clyde Langer!

My name...is Clyde Langer!

My name...is CLYDE LANGER!

Team Sarah Jane?

THEY LAUGH

Mum?

I love you, Clyde.

-She's not here.

-London's a big city, Clyde. Ellie could be anywhere.

I've got to find her. Come on, let's try Steven's Point.

Her name's Ellie.

16 or 17, with a green coat.

Have you seen this girl?

-Have you seen Ellie?

-No, sorry, mate.

-Have you seen this girl?

-Nah.

She was the only friend I had when... when you all turned on me.

And now she thinks I abandoned her like everyone else has.

But I haven't!

I won't, not ever.

-I will find her.

-I know, Clyde.

I just can't believe, after all the things we've seen,

the most alien world of all is right here.

And no-one knows. Because they don't want to.

Mate, have you seen this girl?

-No, mate.

-All right. Thanks anyway.

We can find her, can't we?

We've got Mr Smith. We find aliens.

We help them get home, right across the universe.

We can help Ellie, can't we? We can find her.

Clyde. Look.

"Ellie Faber".

It wasn't her name. She just took it off an old poster.

The Night Dragon took her.

What, that was the Night Dragon? A truck?

Comes by every so often.

The drivers will sometimes give you a lift,

Glasgow, Dublin, France, Germany...

they go all over the place.

It's another chance. That's why people go.

She's gone.

She meant a lot to you, didn't she?

Come on. Let's go home.

Luke! Oh, welcome home!

Hi, I'm Joseph Serf.

-Something weird happened.

-He glitched.

Enhancing...

If want to speak to Mr Serf, just to tell him there are no...glitches.

Call me Sarah Jane.

I can't shake your hand.

So, what, he's a hologram?

Gotcha!

What is going on?

CREATURE SNARLS

SHE SCREAMS

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