The Unsuitables The Sparticle Mystery

-Where are all the grown-ups?

-The world is full of children.

-What are we going to do?

-Anything we like.

Travel to the Sparticle Project and realign our dimension

with your dimension.

-What are you doing?

-Trying to reactivate my powers.

Your blue heart was poorly so they gave you a new heart and

that's why you're still here. You've got a child's heart.

"Get over to the university. And make it fast." It's from Anita.

Come out wherever you are!

Give up and get home.

Callum just used you, Kat.

Come on, that's it.

Yeah, now we're getting somewhere.

-CHILDREN MOAN

-Stop moaning and push harder.

Sadiq, my foot really hurts.

Let's head in there and look for a new fan belt for the van.

But, Sadiq, I can barely walk.

Here, first aid kit.

One of those posh cars is bound to have one that fits.

Come on, let's go.

Radio Rebel, Radio Rebel calling. Anyone copy?

Tribe called the Sparticles just entered Manor School.

Anyone heard of them?

'Radio Rebel, Radio Rebel calling. Anyone copy?

'Tribe called the Sparticles just entered Manor School.

'Anyone heard of them?'

RADIO STATIC

'Can anyone hear me?'

Looking for info on the Sparticles tribe. Particles with an S.

Anita! Aargh!

Anita, I've found them!

I've found the Sparticles!

Someone knows where they are!

What a bunch of scruffians.

Well, Jeremy, we're short of prefects since Ernesto rebelled.

Was expelled.

Which one do you suggest?

Definitely not him. Thief.

What about the girl in orange?

I can't admit girls!

Father was most definite on that.

What about him, then?

Yes, he looks like a good sort.

I'll deal with him. You get rid of the rest.

-They're all locked.

-Sadiq, I don't think

this school is as deserted as we thought.

Refreshments anyone?

-I'm so sorry.

-It's OK, don't worry.

So, what brings you to Manor Grove?

I thought it was deserted,

-otherwise I wouldn't have tried to...

-Steal a car?

Looked pretty handy at it too.

Actually, we need a new fan belt for our van.

Get maintenance onto our guests' van.

While it's being fixed, how about a shower and a hot meal?

Lunch is finished but we can rustle something up.

And, er, if you'd like to come with me to the office, we can see

-to that war wound of yours!

-Thank you.

Watch it, you're running out of lives, Butterfingers.

What does a secret entry code look like anyway?

Frankie! That's the wrong pile!

Why are you so sure that the entry codes

to the Sparticle Project are in this room?

This is Dora's room and she was one of the scientists on the project.

But the code was secret. She would have memorised it.

No, Dora has a terrible memory. She wrote everything down.

But if we do find it, how are we going to send it to the Questers?

We're working on how to send messages to Radio Rebel. Just keep looking.

Liam! I sorted that! Now I'm going to have to do it again!

-Hey, you two go and have an explore.

-I was hoping you'd say that.

Come on, Liam, let's go peek in all the other offices.

It's better if it's just us.

Anita better be right about this code.

Forgotten how bossy adults are.

-Put that there.

-Anita's not really an adult though, is she?

She's got the transplanted heart of that 14-year-old boy.

-That's why she didn't disappear with the adults.

-Shame, if you ask me.

She's on our side, Ti.

Anita might be a total nightmare

but she badly wants the Quest to succeed.

One, she hates kids,

slight problem given the circumstances.

And two, her fiance's missing in a parallel world.

-Ugh. Who could love that woman?

-There's someone for everyone.

If we use Earth-Moon-Earth transmissions, we might

be able to talk to Radio Rebel.

Switch to Moon Bounce.

Anyone else would think Moon Bounce is a hair product,

-but of course, I know better.

-Shut up and spin the saucer.

What are you doing, Reese?

-Trying to make it burst.

-I wouldn't encourage her with that stuff.

-Why? What's happened?

-Jordan saw her exploding a pine cone

-when we were at the canal, using her mind.

-Really?

-Reese?

-I'm sorry, I'm really sorry.

-It's fine, it's only water.

Over here, Butterfingers.

Sadiq, I don't like it here,

and Weirdy is warming up for one of her tricks.

-What if they're not tricks?

-Oh, not you as well, and where's Jordan?

I mean, how long does it take to put on a plaster?

And get it right, because this is the second time you've screwed up.

Here we've got Harry and Adam, teaching Latin to Phineas and Will.

Very important to keep languages going or they'll die out.

Latin's already died out, hasn't it?

-It's what Julius Caesar spoke.

-That's true.

So calm and relaxing here. Life on the road sometimes really sucks.

Your van is taking longer to fix than we thought.

How about a game of cricket?

Cool!

'We have a visitor joining us for cricket. Over.'

Roger that. Over and out.

Calling Radio Rebel.

Jordan's taken care of. The rest are heading out.

-Send up the smoke signals.

-Copy that, Callum.

-Hi.

-What are you doing?

Having a Taster Day.

I've always wanted to know what it would be like at a boarding school.

-Get over yourself.

-Jeremy says I could get a scholarship.

-What for? Whingeing?

-You're just jealous.

I fit in here and you don't.

Who do you think you are? This place has really gone to your head.

Too good for us, are you?

-Maybe I am.

-Well, maybe this place isn't so perfect either.

As soon as Jordan's here, we'll be off.

Thanks, Jeremy.

I really appreciate this, and for fixing the Spartivan.

Where's the boy who dropped the tray?

You know, the one who spilt the water.

Reese, go help the others, please.

WHIRRING SOUND

Sadiq!

Hey, Jeremy, the gates!

Get his attention! Hey, Jeremy!

Don't worry! We'll look after Jordan.

He wants to stay with us.

-Jeremy!

-There's just no way Jordan would have left us.

-Something's wrong.

-We need to find Jordan and get out of here.

The intercom's busted. There must be another way into the school.

Let's drive round the perimeter. Come on, let's go.

MUFFLED VOICES

-Can't we have a break?

-Of course not, get a move on.

Help us, please.

You're in trouble, Butterfingers.

Come on, Jeremy needs you.

-Found anything?

-Lots of receipts for cheese and onion crisps.

Dora must have had bad breath.

Tia, Jeffrey. We've made a film. Come and see it!

-We can't, there's so much left.

-But it's...

Nobody cares about your stupid film! We're trying to save the world!

That could be a good title.

-Run for your lives!

-That's child abuse.

She looks like she's got bad breath.

Hey, Jeff, listen to this.

"Professor Dora Petty is working on a project so important the location

"is a secret, and the Sparticle Project can only be accessed by

"voice recognition security." Voice recognition.

It's not a code we need, it's her voice. We're stuffed.

Back to the laundry now.

And be quick about it.

We send out scavenging parties to look for fuel.

Need plenty to keep the laundry running

and the pupils looking our best.

That kid was bent double!

Why would some kids choose to do that when

they could play cricket and stuff?

They don't choose, do they?

Everyone to their place, and a place for everyone.

Welcome to Manor Grove.

I'm not staying here! I need to find my tribe.

But they've already left... without you.

We've been the whole way round

and there's no other way in, except that gate.

I'm not getting a good feeling.

This isn't just a school, it's a prison.

-I'm really worried about Jordan.

-Look!

Ah! Greetings to you and your compadres. Viva la Revolution!

Viva!

'It's just us.

'No adults. That's right.

-'Honey, we've lost the parents.

-I have eaten them.'

-Liam, how did you make that man's voice?

-We found this.

-Lying around in Professor Barker's office.

-Give me that.

'A lack of computers in the department

'is hampering analytical ability. I will finish this when I've eaten.'

What if that actually is Kat's dad, Professor Barker,

lead scientist on the Sparticle Project?

It is.

Then who needs Doomsday Dora to activate

the door to the Sparticle Project if we've got Professor Barker's?

-Ha-ha! Yay!

-Yes!

Let me get this straight. You want us to join your revolution?

That is correct, compadre.

You are the reinforcements we need to take on Jeremy and the Cadets.

-Until victory always!

-Ernesto?

Yes, my chi chi?

Who exactly are you?

I was Jeremy's deputy and best friend until the day of the disappearance.

Jeremy became obsessed with keeping everything the same it was before.

He tried to do the right thing, but instead did many wrong things,

things so cruel it will inflame your heart and inspire you to rise up.

-Just the facts, Ernest.

-It's "Errrneestoe". Come on,

Did you not wonder how boys at that school live like little princes?

Because other children are their slaves and servants!

I tried to change the rules from the inside.

But there was no reasoning with Jeremy.

Just because the adults have gone doesn't mean you can do anything!

Are you listening?

No, it is impossible.

I had to leave, knowing one day I would return.

I took four simpatico prefects with me

and since then we've been sleeping under the stars

and living from the land, managing as best we can in a harsh climate.

When was this?

-Er, last Tuesday?

-Yeah.

No matter. The day of the revolution has come, thanks to your arrival.

My war is your war.

If you wish to free Jordan, you must fight alongside me.

Hang on. "Free Jordan"?

Our double agent picked Jordan out to stay at the school

so that the rest of you would be forced to rescue him.

And fight alongside you?

We've been stitched up.

And who is this double agent?

I believe he is known to you. Jeremy thinks he is his right-hand man,

-but Callum has the heart of a rebel.

-Callum!

We recruited Callum when we caught him stealing from us, persuaded him

to the cause and sent him to sign up more boys.

Callum knew he couldn't just ask you. He said you wouldn't trust him.

-Yeah, too right I wouldn't!

-So you and Callum

-set this up between you.

-And put Jordan in danger.

-That's sneaky.

So you blackmailed us into helping you, both you and Callum.

-I've got a bad feeling about this.

-Ernesto, you should have asked us.

Not Callum. You.

You are right, my chi chi.

I have not acted in the noble ways of a revolutionary. I am sorry.

We will fight the good fight alone.

-I'm getting a message!

-Radio Rebel!

-We know the Sparticles. Are they with you?

-Again.

'Radio Rebel. We know the Sparticles. Are they with you?'

Frankie! Frankie!

My stepsis! Frankie, it's me.

I need to speak to Sadiq.

It's very important. I'm not sure how long the Moon Bounce will last.

-Anita, what is it?

-'When you get to the Sparticle Project

'you'll need to get through a voice-activated door.'

We've got Professor Barker's voice

here on Dictaphone, this should get you in.

'A lack of computers in the department

'is hampering analytical ability.

-'I will finish this when I have eaten.'

-Dad.

But you'll need to find a way of collecting the Dictaphone from us.

Why can't we just make a recording of it here?

Because the quality is already poor on the tape

'and another generation will degenerate it further'

and it won't fool the machine.

How are you going to fetch...

We're losing the signal.

I'll try resetting the Moon Bounce.

It's no use, we've lost the connection.

-'Calling Radio Rebel.'

-Who's that?

-Sounds like Callum.

-'Don't cry for me Argentina!'

-Calling Radio Rebel.

-What are you talking about?

A revolution.

The shipment is about to leave.

Jeremy is shipping out the "unsuitables",

the children deemed so useless even the laundry is too good for them.

-They'll be dumped like dogs.

-'Dumped like dogs!'

Yeah, it's working.

Let's storm the barricades!

Everything's under control, Father,

everything's under control and in order.

-Today is the day we free the oppressed!

-Says who?

We're going into battle with a bunch of dropouts on the order of Callum!

-Why are we helping them?

-Because of Jordan!

-And because,

even though Ernesto set us up,

he's still trying to do the right thing by those kids in that school.

If something's wrong, you can't just stand back

-and let the others sort it out.

-Spoken like a true revolutionary.

'Approaching the gates.'

OK, Callum, we're ready.

-Callum, what's going on?

-You saw what Jeremy has

going down in the school didn't you?

It's got to stop.

Jeremy can't keep dumping unsuitable kids 'cos they don't fit in.

Oi! Don't stop there, you'll block the gate open!

-I said move it. Quick.

-'To victory always!' To victory!

Storm the gates!

You're out of here.

Come on! Take this.

-Take that.

-Yeah.

Look out. He's getting free.

Yeah? Yeah? Come on!

-Show me your moves.

-I

-can do a spin.

-Come on guys, let's help!

Wait, keep still.

I never had you down as a freedom fighter.

There's a lot you don't know about me.

Jordan!

Hey, nice move.

Ta.

Sadiq, sorry for acting the idiot.

You're all right. You're not the only one.

I don't trust this new Callum.

We have won the battle of the gates. Now we must storm the school.

Compadres!

'Children of Manor Grove! Children of Manor Grove!

'Join the revolution!

'Stand up and fight for your rights.

'Stand up and fight for your freedom!

'We are all born equal!'

Block all the doors! It's a lockdown.

'All guards to the front entrance!'

'Show yourselves.'

Jeremy, you must stand aside and allow a democratically elected

body of pupils to run the school! Answer me!

Why should anything change?

Look, there are no protestors! Everything is calm.

You've locked them up like animals!

You're a troublemaker, Ernesto.

What have you ever done except walk away?

It's easy to spout all this stuff about freedom and democracy

but it's harder to stick at things and work hard, maintain standards!

Round up the rebels and the traitors,

escort them off the premises.

-Dump them you mean!

-I am worth more alive to you than dead!

Be quiet!

Listen to John!

John is Jeremy's brother.

He hasn't spoken a word since the disappearance. Terrible shock.

'Jeremy, why have you locked me away? It's lonely up here.'

You're speaking!

But he's not speaking.

-His voice is coming from that PA system.

-It's Reese.

She's letting us hear his thoughts.

'Daddy would have been very angry with you.

'He wouldn't have done things this way.'

But I was doing it for the best, John!

I was trying to protect you.

'By locking me away?'

I had to hide you away because...

-Because you're...

-Unsuitable.

Your own brother is an unsuitable.

So you broke your own rules to protect him from being

dumped on the side of the road.

I'm an unsuitable, too.

Why don't you load me up on your stupid truck and dump me?

Come on then! Dare you!

THEY CHEER

Here, take it. Your help was much appreciated.

Reese made Jeremy's brother's voice come out the speakers!

Come on!

What if she can look inside our heads?

I'm spooked.

Look at her!

Sadiq, I want to help you.

Sorry, can't pay you. Got no money.

You're just a mercenary, Callum.

-I saw Ernesto paying you to help him.

-So what?

The cash will be handy if the adults come back as quick as they left.

Forget it, Callum. I don't trust you.

You need me. How else are you going to get the Dictaphone?

You're really going to drive hundreds of miles

back to where you started? Are you?

What's in it for you?

A chance of being part of something good. What do you say then?

You've got a lot of driving to do.

Who says I'm driving?

Right, Kat, you're the scientist, check it over.

Think you'll find it's all there.

You're not, though. You're mad.

-I don't like you but I don't want to see you crash and burn.

-No chance.

See you at Black Tor Mine.

-Good luck!

-FAN STARTS UP

Hang on!

-Take care of yourself.

-Have a safe flight!

Whoo!

THEY CHEER

Who needs money when you've got love?

Yes!

Good luck.

Why can't I drive the Spartivan?

-Reese?

-Reese?

-Reese!

-Feed me.

-Where is my cake?

-In our...

-Tummies.

-Pork pies.

-Smelly cheese.

-Save some for the others.

-HE BURPS

You're no different from the slugs that eat my veg.

I arrest you on suspicion of stealing.

Anything you say maybe given in evidence against you.

-I'm Muna.

-Come on, Reese, come on.

-Muna!

-I'm watching you.

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