Thunderbirds Are Go Series 4 Ep 1

Summary
The Hood and his Chaos Crew are at it, creating chaos across the globe again and International Rescue have their hands full as well. After one such rescue, Jeff decided to hired some new members of International Rescue to assist with low priority rescues to avoid a catastrophic disaster and stop the Chaos Crew.

Characters Debut

 * Pongo
 * Perdita
 * Balto
 * Jenna
 * Little Timber
 * Cadet
 * Amelia
 * Mizu
 * Pig
 * Fox
 * Hippo
 * Pounce
 * Frizzy
 * Neville
 * Gemma
 * Bondi
 * Sandy
 * Big Trev
 * Kairi

Episode
(The episode opens with a hot air balloon flying out of control through stormy skies.)

Father in Balloon: Mayday, mayday. We're out of control and gaining altitude.

Boy in Balloon: Dad I'm scared.

Father: Stay low and hang on son.

Boy: Dad!

Father: I'm at 10 thousand feet and climbing. Can anyone hear me? (He stops at the sound of engines) What is that?

Boy: International Rescue!

(An International Rescue craft alike GDF Flyer known as Thunderbird 7 pulls up next to the balloon and a husky named Jenna appears at the top of her canopy)

Jenna: Looks like you could use a little help.

Father: Look after him.

(The Father hands over his son to Jenna.)

Jenna: I've got him! Take my hand.

Father: I can't reach!

(The Father reaches out as far as he can, but it's not enough to reach Jenna. Suddenly, the balloon breaks free from the basket and he falls towards the ground.)

Boy: Dad!

Jenna: Thunderpaw 6, we need you now.

(We cut to a Paw patrol space station thunderbird 5 and a timberwolf named Little Timber is running it.)

Little Timber: Tracking his descent. Coordinates are locked in.

(Thunderbird 7)

Boy: Please, you have to save him.

Jenna: No one is losing their dad today. L.T., what's my time window?

Little Timber: At terminal velocity, less than fifty seconds.

Jenna: Hold tight, we're gonna save your dad.

(Thunderbird 7 dives to catch up to the Father. Jenna straps herself into a harness and opens the roof hatch. She flies up to the Father, and she manages to grab his hand this time.)

Jenna: I got you!

(Jenna actives Thunderbird 7's VTOL engines, stopping her just off the ground. Jenna and the Father fall back into Thunderbird 7's cockpit.)

Boy: Dad!

Jenna: This is Thunderbird 7. Mission complete.

Little Timber: Good job Jenna. Thunderbird 10, what's your status Balto?

(Thunderbird 10)

Balto: I'm tracking the target now. All systems go for satellite capture and stabilisation. Deploying grasping arms. Engaging RCS thrusters.

Little Timber: Remember Thunderbird 10, you only get one shot at grabbing this thing. Make it count.

Balto: FAB. We are locked for rotational vector. 30 meters, 20, 10, contact! Huh, capture complete. Stabilising spin. I think it's going to be okay, Thunderpaw 5.

Little Timber: Well done. I almost missed my favourite show.

(Thunderpaw 6)

Little Timber: Thunderbird 6, report please.

(Thunderbird 6's space elevator port.)

Pongo: Bad news L.T. This retrofit is going to take a lot longer than expected. Maybe you could come down here and give me a hand, this is gonna take forever to get it fix.

Pig: Not to worry you Pongo. With my new mobile engineering lab that Brains designed, I should have you back in space in no time.

Cadet: Now, let's have a look at that hatch deployment actuator.

Pongo: This wait is killing me. Incoming call. Lady Penelope?

(FAB 1)

Lady Penelope: Hello Pongo! Is Cadet and Pig are still working on your ship?

Pongo: Can't rush a genius.

Lady Penelope: Let him know crisis averted. I've managed to convince the consortium to stop hoarding their iridium reserves.

Cadet: That'll be some good news for us and say hi to Mum and Mizu for me. Australia base out.

Amelia: Uh, did we forget something before we left?

Lady Penelope: You're right, Amelia. Parker, when was the last time you had your eyes checked?

Parker: Not since the service, I'm sure. What makes you ask?

Lady Penelope: You're driving on the wrong side of the road. Your choice of lanes wouldn't have anything to do with the car trying to run us off the road, would it?

Mizu: Mommy, who's that?

Amelia: Hold on to Mommy now, Mizu.

Parker: It does indeed, m'lady.

Lady Penelope: Oh! Well, this is rather distressing. He's going to make us late. See if you can give him the slip, will you Parker?

Parker: Right away, m'lady. (Parker leaves a trail of oil behind FAB 1. The slick knocks the motorbike off the road.) I always love using that.

(FAB 1 pulls up at a red carpet event. Parker exits the car to open Lady Penelope's door.)

Parker: Here we are, m'lady. Will you and your dogs be needing an escort?

Lady Penelope: If we can hold my own against international gangsters, we can certainly handle a royal premiere.

(Thunderbird 7)

Balto: This is Thunderbird 7, on final approach to Outback HQ.

(In the Outback HQ's kitchen.)

Kairi: So, we meet again. That's right - automated kitchen module. Tonight, I'm cooking dinner for my family! Now where's your flipping on switch?

(Jenna along with Cadet enters the lounge room.)

Kairi: Teaspoon or tablespoon? I really ought to find someone to try this. Anyone up there?

Jenna: Uh oh. Perdita?

Cadet: How long were you hiding under here?

Perdita: I came under when i knew your grams started cooking.

Cadet: Gramp's old desk I guess he's still protecting us.

Kairi: Come out from under there you three and taste this.

Cadet: Well, a least he does takes Grandma's side.

(Little Timber appears on the holo-table.)

Little Timber: International Rescue, we have a situation.

Cadet:what is it dad

Little Timber: This a undersea research station, Jenna, Perdita, you guys are up.

Cadet: Oh no...um, I got to fix something yeah. um, bye. (runs off)

(P.U.I.P)

Perdita: Little timber track a frequency for me please

Little Timber: Wait, it can't be.

Perdita: What is it?

Little Timber: I'm detecting a YT-88 transponder beacon.

Perdita: Really?

Cadet: That's the same kind gramps had on his ship!

Jenna: I know this is important Cadet, but can it wait until after we deal with the station?

Perdita: Not if it gets buried by another quake. The signal's coming from inside a fault trench.

Cadet: Mr Zuma should check it out, just to be sure.

(When Thunderpaw 4 arrived inside the trench.)

Perdita: I'm inside. The signal's getting stronger! I've got a visual on something. I'm going in for a closer look. Negative, it's not Dojo's.

Jenna: Sorry, Cadet, Now let's get back to work. I'm having a little trouble grabbing a hold of the station.

Perdita: Not so fast, Jenna. Whatever it is I'm looking at, it shouldn't be here. Uh oh. Little Timber, it's a seaquake!

Little Timber: Thunderpaw 4, get out of there.

Perdita: Oh no! Little Timber! Thunderpaw 6! Uh.

Little Timber: Perdita, come in. Thunderbird 9, can you read me? Perdita!

(Little Timber contacts Outback HQ.)

Little Timber: Balto, Thunderbird 9 is not responding and Thunderbird 7 is having trouble latching onto the station. We may have a situation.

Balto: FAB, Thunderpaw 6, I'm on my way.

(Thunderbird 10 launches.)

Countdown Voice: 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.

Balto: MIDAS system active. Shifting to horizontal flight. Turbo jets engaged. Thunderpaw 6, let me know the second you make contact with Perdita.

Little Timber: FAB.

Jenna: The station must be made of some kind of composite. I'm not getting a lock. Come on! Attach! (Thunderbird 10 arrives.) Thunderbird 10, welcome to the party. I'm having a hard time grabbing on.

Balto: Let me give it a try. Yes! All right!

(Thunderbird 10 manages to attach a cable first try.)

Jenna: Do you have to make it look so easy?

Balto: Lucky shot.

Dr. Meddings: International Rescue, we're having another sea quake. We've just lost half the legs!

Balto: Increasing thrust to compensate. You need to get a grab on this thing fast, Thunderbird 7, or I'm going under.

Jenna: Don't worry, Balto, help's on the way!

(Back underwater)

Perdita: Ouch.

Little Timber: You're a sight for sore eyes.

Perdita: Yeah, I got knocked out for a minute. I'm okay now. Thunderbird 9 is another story.

Little Timber: So much for your would famous squid-sense.

Perdita: Do me a favour L.T. Run a seismic analysis of the last two quakes, and tell me where the epicentre was.

Little Timber: Okay, stand by. Woah! The epicentre's exactly your location!

Perdita: That can't be a coincidence.

Little Timber: Is this so important you'd risk a mission failure?

Perdita: I think this machine is somehow causing the earthquake.

Little Timber: No, find a way out. They need you at the station.

Cadet: bring it back to me, Ms Perdita, please.

Little timber: Perdy, hurry up, please.

(Perdita fetches the device and returns to Thunderbird 9.)

Perdita: International Rescue, Thunderbird 9 is en route. Cadet, I'm gonna need you to take this thing apart as soon as we get back to the island.

Cadet: FAB, Ms Perdy, I'll be standing by.

Amelia: Perdita! To what do I owe the pleasure?

Perdita: I'm afraid this isn't a social call, your ladyships. I need a favour.

Lady Penelope: Whatever you need.

Perdita: I need our London agent to do some agenting.

Parker: Home, m'lady?

Lady Penelope: Change of plans, Parker. We have another assignment.

Mizu: Are we home yet, Mommy?

Amelia: Almost, sweetie, Mommy has one more thing before we head home.

Perdita: Okay folks, I'm almost there.

Balto: Good news Thunderbird 9.

Jenna: And I've bought some back up while you were on hold.

Perdita: Who?

(Out of nowhere, Thunderpaw 2 came.)

Sherbet: Glad that we're here, Ms Jenna.

Rubble: Okay, Zuma, it's you and they now.

Zuma: F.A.B.

(Thunderpaw 4 launches into the ocean.)

Zuma: Thunderpaw 4 is go!

Dr. Meddings: International Rescue, the control room is flooding. Just get us out of here!

Perdita: Don't worry, we're on it! Thunderpaw 4, do your thing.

Zuma: F.A.B, okay, lifeguard team, time to do your thing.

Pounce: F.A.B, Zuma.

(The four cadets begins to cut his way into the lab.)

Pounce: Okay, we're inside. Making our way to the crew compartment. We're inside the control room. All hands accounted for.

(Pounce retrieves the female engineer first.)

Zuma: You're gonna be okay. First dry tube is away. One more to go. We're going back in.

(Another sea quake strikes.)

Bondi: The lab is shifting. It's gonna flip any second. Argh!

Balto: The lab's too heavy. It's pulling us both under!

Jenna: Thunderbird 9, Thunderpaw 4, can you read me? Perdy, Zuma, do you read me! Perdita? Zuma?

Perdita: FAB, Thunderbird 7. My radio's damaged, but we're alright. Release the cables. Thunderbird 7, stand by by for retrieval.

Jenna: FAB.

(The main cargo bay. The first dry tubes are surfacing.)

Jenna: I got you. Nice job, Perdy. See you back at the ranch, Thunderbird 10.

(Outback HQ)

Blake: Hey, good work, guys!

Kairi: Oh, welcome back.

Cadet: Good to have you back.

(Perdita notions to the earthquake device she found.)

Perdita: Well, what do you think?

Pongo: I think you've found where sea junk goes to die.

Cadet: It is rather crudely made. I'll begin my analysis immediately.

Little Timber: International Rescue, I'm picking up seismic activity like I've never seen before. multiple earthquakes all under sea. Epicentres are equal distance apart, and they're going off in sequence.

Cadet: Earthquakes typically don't work like that. This is highly unusual.

Perdita: I'm telling you, it's because someone is causing them all on purpose - with these things.

Balto: Why would someone want to cause an earthquake?

Amelia: That, Balto, it was made with off the shelf components, according to my h'expert.

JJ: H'expert?

Parker: That would be me, ma'am. Quite a brisk trade for these bits on the black market, so I'm told.

Cadet: In that case, they should be easy to track.

Lady Penelope: Precisely, Cadet. I already have. We're at the address where much of the equipment was shipped. This is rather alarming. There's a note here, addressed to International Rescue. It says: press me, and all your questions will be answered.

JJ: I say we press the button and deal with the consequences.

Pongo: I smell a trap.

Kairi: I wouldn't touch that with a ten foot pole.

Blake: I want answers.

Pongo: I'm telling you, trap!

Little Timber: Delilah, what do you think?

Delilah: It definitely looks dodgy. But, what's the worst that can happen?

Parker: My thoughts exactly.

Lady Penelope: Parker!

Amelia: Parker!

(Parker hits the button and a video feed of a black and white haire lady appeared on their screen.)

Cruella de vil: Now that I have your attention, you have by now felt the earthquakes in the southern ocean. Those were only the beginning after you got me arrested. There will be more, many more, and they'll be increasing in magnitude until my very reasonable terms are met. If not, every city along the ring of fire will be brought to its knees, and there is nothing anyone can do to stop it, including International Rescue. If you put your trust into them, you will regret it. Muahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!

(As the screen went static.)

Dylan: That could the only persons we all know that has this much contempt for International Rescue.

Tramp: Who? The Hood?

Perdita: Besides him, the chaos crew and the Humdingers who we got them off the hook that easily before making another chaos, it's the same persons responsible for Dojo's crash.

Blake: Um, who was that woman exactly?

Pongo, Perdita, Delilah, Dylan: Cruella de vil!

(The end)