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You're a pickpocket.

What's on the island? Your future.

Welcome to Crookhaven.

The world's oldest academy for crooks.

Caspian Lockett, your new headmaster.

Show some respect.

Penelope Lockett.

Lockett? As in... The headmaster's daughter.

Amira Dhawan. Her brother is a traitor.

Did you check the name on the arrow before you fired it?

Gabriel Avery.

ALARMS BLARE

Be catching me up soon, little sister.

What if I don't want to catch you up?

What if I want a different life? You know, a normal life.

Don't let Baba hear you say that.

All Dhawans go to Crookhaven. It's our destiny.

No. it may be your destiny, Ishaan, but it's not mine.

DISTORTED VOICE ON RECORDING: There's a storm coming.

A storm you can't escape.

And you only have yourself to blame.

Along with this.

I need to know how these got past security

and whose voice it is.

We know whose voice it is.

TANNOY: Remember, help the planet

by reusing everything except escape routes.

I get the sense you and Penelope really hit it off.

Oh, yeah. Thick as thieves.

I've got a question.

The Crooked Cup, what's the big deal?

It's not about the cup.

At the end of the year, half the Crooked network

come to watch the trials. Like, um... Like our sports day.

All of them looking for talent.

Oi, Gabe-meister, what the what, man?! You don't wake us up?

Could've missed breakfast.

First one up wakes up the others.

That's just roomie etiquette.

That's not a thing. Of course it's a thing.

What, you've never had to share a room before?

Shall we go sit with Amira?

I mean, she did save my life when that dingus tried to kill me.

She's still a Legacy.

The thing about retaliation, Dorian,

you can't rush it.

It looks like weakness.

I have to study Avery, find his weak points,

and then utterly humiliate him.

CLATTER

Who's that?

You weren't here last night.

I know. I was crazy late.

Held up at the airport.

Dad brought the wrong fake passport. So cringe.

You're a Legacy?

Nicki Harkness. You one too?

I'm Penelope Lockett.

You're Penelope?

Oh, we're going to be BFFs. I already decided.

Doubt that.

TANNOY: Crooklings to the main stairs for an urgent briefing.

No dithering.

You must have shared a room with someone,

What about a sleepover?

You do, like...

WHISPERS: ..have friends?

Yeah. Just...

...moved around a lot.

Why you always got to be so secretive?

We're just getting to know each other. You know, like friends do.

Yeah, but no offence, I'm not here to make friends.

I'm here to win.

Order, please, Crooklings.

Following his ingenious performance at the Crooked Oak...

This arrow has Gabriel Avery's name on it.

...Gabriel Avery is currently Most Wanted Crookling,

with five points.

Only cos you cheated at the Crooked Oak.

You should've been disqualified.

I know. Shocking.

If I was you, I'd complain to the headmaster.

Well, Edgar should be on minus five points for trying to kebab me.

Which puts the rest of you on...

Hold on, let me do the maths.

Nul points.

But this is Crookhaven, my friends.

Everything can change in a heartbeat.

Today, the hard work begins.

Mm-hm. We'll break you in gently.

And what better way to break you in

than with your first break-in?

Oh, so cool!

Mr Sisman.

This will show us what we've got to work with.

Not much...

...if appearances are anything to go by.

Shouldn't judge a crook by its cover,

but I'm very rarely wrong.

Come on, then. Follow me. Look lively.

Enjoy your five minutes of fame, Avery.

Five minutes? Oof, seems generous.

You're just bitter I won the archery.

Jealousy's not a good look, guys. Know when you're outclassed.

Outclassed?

Do you know who you're talking to?

And you?

You're a pickpocket.

A one-trick pony.

A cheat who has no respect for this school.

You didn't even want your place here.

I don't know what your deal is, Avery, but trust me when I tell you

sooner or later you're going to be found out.

TANNOY: Would whoever stole Mr Khan's car

report to the headmaster so they can collect six Crooked points.

Gabriel.

Listen, don't let the Legacies bait you, huh?

You and I know that picking pockets,

now that is the purest of the Crooked arts, huh?

I've heard a lot about you, Gabriel.

You're, um... HE CHUCKLES

You're not what I was expecting.

In a good way though, right?

Ah...

I would keep this, um...

...this hidden, if I were you.

There's a lot of light fingers about.

Hmm?

Now go catch up with the others.

Come, Crooklings, no talking.

What you're looking at here

is Maravel's Tower,

built in 1848, first as a lookout point and a strong room.

It is now your training house,

And it has been kitted out with an ever-changing array

of security devices cooked up by my no-good self

and the twisted mind of Miss Jericho.

LAUGHTER ECHOES

Somewhere inside there is a locked room.

Inside that room is a priceless copy of the Crimina Carta

owned by Mr Caspian Lockett himself, in which our founder, Ezekiel,

set out the code of honour which binds us together to this very day.

We have half-inched it from Mr Lockett.

Your task is to nick it back.

A book?

Snoresville!

The first person to return the book to Mr Lockett will earn themselves

seven Crooked points. STUDENTS EXCLAIM

But - and it is a very big but...

...for every failed attempt, you will lose seven points.

Now, in the spirit of friendly rivalry,

this week's winner will earn themselves a feast of their choice

for their fellow Merits or Legacies.

And just to keep things a little bit spicy,

the losers will be on gardening duty for one week,

shovelling manure onto my begonias.

FLIES BUZZ

Look forward to catching you lot red-handed.

You have until the end of the week.

Right, back to classes.

Bring it.

Miss, I-I've got to say my-my bro and I,

we're down with cyber intrusion but w-we're not...

Escapologists.

Locks are the key to everything.

Some of you may know how to pick locks.

Some will not.

So let's sort wheat from chaff.

TICKING

The perfect crook has a range of skills.

It's not enough to be a...

A one-trick pony.

Only those who can master them all will ascend to the top tier.

JIA: Top tier of what?

EDGAR AND DORIAN SCOFF

There are three tiers of crooks.

Tier three, your common or garden crook.

Like pickpockets? DORIAN SNORTS

Miss Jericho?

Got anything harder?

Oh, bravo, Jia.

17 seconds. An excellent start.

And then we have tier two,

the most famous crooks who ever lived.

Done, Miss Jericho.

No way!

He must be cheating. We know he's got form, but...

If you want my help, just ask.

21 seconds, Gabriel.

Very respectable.

And then we have tier one,

the greatest crooks who ever lived.

What about tier four, Miss Jericho?

We needn't concern ourselves with them.

Strictly speaking, I don't consider them crooks.

You mean those who turn to the dark side?

Like... a Nameless.

GASPS AND MURMURS

What's a Nameless?

Mention that word again, Mr Delacombe,

and I will fine you 20 Crooked points.

Crimnastics. Is it a sport?

Is it a martial art?

Is it an endurance test?

Ja, ja, und ja!

Will it help you avoid capture?

Definitely.

Might as well go straight to the hospital now.

Skip the middle part right. Right?

Now, before I let you loose in the crimnasium,

you must first master the fundamentals.

There are five core moves in Crimnastics.

Anyone?

The spring, the hook...

The drop, the bounce.

The tumble.

Correct.

We shall start with the spring.

I shall demonstrate.

Wow. Slay.

Your turn.

Disappointing.

Tragic.

Feeble.

Awful.

Hopeless. Yikes.

Nein.

Ah, well, at least one of you has talent.

She's nothing special. Shouldn't even be here.

Why don't you leave her alone?

Stay out of it, Avery. You don't understand.

I concur with Edgar.

Whatever it is her brother did has nothing...

You want to know what her brother did?

He betrayed us. He joined the enemy. An enemy that hates

everything Crookhaven and this country stands for!

Thank you, Edgar. But it's true, Miss Friedrich.

The Nameless already have our blood on their hands

and they'll burn this place to the ground if they can.

Again, that's her brother, not her.

You already made your point when you painted his name in red.

What? That's slander!

Really?

Then why is there red paint on his hand?

VOICE ECHOES

Well, it... ju...

I no longer have a brother.

And I don't need some Merit to fight my corner.

Why did you defend Amira?

I wasn't defending her, I was standing up to Edgar.

Same difference.

I don't care about Amira!

You saw the thanks I got.

Maybe I just don't like people getting picked on.

Hmm. Right.

Meaning what?

I don't trust Amira,

and I don't trust someone who sticks up for her.

Especially when that someone cheated me out of...

Seriously, you need to get over it.

You know what I can't figure out?

Why they picked you.

Do you know what I can't figure out? Why you're so obsessed with me.

Cos you're not one of us.

You don't belong here.

Just cos I'm not the headteacher's daughter?

I've got as much right to be here as anyone.

You don't honestly believe that...

...do you?

You Legacies are all the same.

Stuck up, entitled.

I'd rather be a Merit any day of the week and twice on Sunday.

I've lived here my whole life.

I've seen plenty of Merits come and go.

But none like you.

Who are you? Why are you here?

Same reason as you - to be the best crook I can...

You and I have nothing in common.

And you'll never be a good crook.

You have no chance in hell of winning this break-in.

Literally zero.

This is the longest I've gone without a screen in my life.

I never realised how creepy silence was till now.

Yo, Gabe-ster!

What would you choose for the feast if you win it?

Oh, let's be real, it's going to be a Legacy.

It's not going to be a Legacy!

Whoa! Easy, man. Just saying.

I'd rather eat broken glass than let Edgar or...

...or Penelope win.

Yeah, sure. I-I mean, I-I don't want that either,

but if I had to bet on it...

It's not going to happen.

The moment I've got my lockpicking down,

I'm going to head straight to that safe house.

I was about to floss when... when I heard someone coming, so I hid.

Why did you hide?

I don't know. I-I panicked.

Anyway, um, Edgar and Dorian came in

and I overheard Edgar saying...

BAD IMITATION: "I've made up my mind."

That's a terrible impression.

Not the point. Go on, bro.

"We need to do the break-in today

"before anyone else beats us to it, especially Avery."

Guess I need to go now.

Wait, now now? Like, right now?

But you've still got five days, Gabe-ski!

If you fail, you could lose seven points.

Better not fail, then.

No! No, Baba!

I've done all you want. I've denied Ishaan's existence,

tried so hard to prove I'm one of them, a Legacy.

Yeah, but it's no good. ON PHONE: You need to stay.

I don't belong here! No...

Let me come home, Baba.

I will not tell you again.

Please.

We check every single letter and parcel that comes in here

for explosives, poison, whatever,

and there was nothing that would raise the alarm.

The tape recorder - well, that seemed harmless enough.

The only DNA we found belonged to the postman.

He used a voice modulator to disguise his voice.

But I used a few tricks of my own to reverse it.

MAN'S VOICE: There's a storm coming.

A storm you can't escape, and you only have yourself to blame.

I ran a voice print to analyse the frequencies and it's a...

It's a 99% match.

The Leopard.

What has Caspian started?

I expect to see my daughter's name at the top,

not with the zero point brigade.

I would be if you hadn't let Avery cheat at the Crooked Oak.

Cheating is not forbidden, only cheating friends,

which I can confidently say you and he are not.

Why is Avery even here?

On merit. Why else?

What merit? What, picking pockets? Cheating?

Since he's currently beating you, I wouldn't cast aspersions.

I hope to see you remedy the situation.

RADIO CRACKLES INDISTINCT CHATTER

Oh, deary me.

8.3 seconds.

It would appear we've got a new record.

Didn't even get within eight feet of the safe house, Miss J.

Fell for an old-school tripwire.

Didn't think anybody would make such a basic error.

I suppose we should respect you for trying,

but I'm not inclined to.

Do you think we could maybe keep this to ourselves?

You have my word as a crook.

LAUGHTER

Clause 21 of the Crimina Carta -

"Never take a crook at his word."

So, as of now, all of you are still on zero points.

But Gabriel crashes from the top to the bottom

with a new score of minus two.

As I will explain,

Avery made a total of 13 errors

during his disastrous attempt. SNICKERING

His most catastrophic error was ignoring the first stage

of a break-in.

Casing the joint.

Stage two, infiltration.

Stage three, the theft itself.

And stage four, the getaway.

Can't believe you fell for it.

Good one, Edgar.

You know, Legacies know you never go first.

For infiltrations, the hook is a perfect way to avoid

any ground-level deterrence such as tripwires.

So you might want to pay special attention, Gabriel.

DORIAN CHUCKLES The CCTV footage was epic.

It would make a sick meme, actually.

You're sick meme.

Wha... That doesn't even make sense.

As Penelope will demonstrate with the hook,

you keep your legs a hip width apart, brace,

and focus on a clear and rigid ledge.

Once you have purchase, you must use your deltoids to ascend.

Ja.

Ja, beautiful form!

Watch and learn, Crooklings.

Nicki Harkness, your turn.

I've been thinking,

and I hate to admit it but, well... Avery's right,

I've been out of line.

Us Legacies need to stick together.

Right?

Right.

Now, stand ready.

THEY EXCLAIM

Nein, nein, nein!

This is not how you do the hook!

Gabriel Avery...

...your turn.

Come on. What are you waiting for?

Sure you're a Legacy?

I hope you will not humiliate yourself. I know.

I'm an embarrassment.

No, Avery's break-in, that was an embarrassment.

LAUGHTER

I have no words.

Nice try, Avery.

Some of us have it, some of us don't.

Nein, nein, nein, Avery, stop.

QUIETLY: You doubt yourself. This is fatal.

If you don't believe you can, then you can't.

So, when are you going to do it?

Whole point is you don't tell anyone.

It's a game of chicken.

Go too soon, like Avery, and you embarrass yourself.

But wait too long and someone else might beat you to it.

Well aware, Nicki. Thank you.

All right, dudes, I'm done waiting.

Can't you wait a bit longer?

I have to win. I'm on minus two right now.

Hear you,

but I can't risk letting that sneak-weasel take the prize.

Boom.

ALARM BLARES Agh!

LAUGHTER

As you saw, Jia got off to a very promising start.

Made light work of the front locks. Good effort, good work.

But she came a cropper because we'd set a cheeky little booby trap.

Which means most of you are still on zero points,

apart from Jia. Sorry to say that your fail has put you

down the bottom with Gabriel on...

...yikes, um, minus seven.

Three days left, Crooklings,

and only two of you have even attempted the break-in.

So you'd better hurry up.

Tick tock.

You following me?

Why would I follow you?

I'm studying the break-in, just the same as you.

Yeah, makes sense.

Why did you stand up for me before, with Edgar?

Cos he does my head in.

Don't worry, next time I'll stay well out of it.

You've got to understand, I'm a Legacy.

Oh, yeah, I get it.

You're one of them.

Yeah.

Yeah, I am.

It's my destiny to be a crook.

See, I don't buy destiny.

What's the point if we can't, you know, make our choices,

live our own lives?

Might as well just give up.

And you chose this?

You could've had a normal life.

But you can't.

You wouldn't be here if it was up to you.

Course I would. Crookhaven's a privilege.

Ah, you've got that look.

Same one you had when you disowned your brother.

Like you're hiding something. This...

This is Crookhaven.

Everyone's hiding something.

If no-one finds a way in, they'll hit the roof.

Who will? Lockett?

Vamonos, Mr McCarthur!

It's been seven minutes. You'd be cuffed in the back of a van by now.

Yeah, I'm nearly there, Miss.

I think you're ready to try the break-in.

You don't know how much that means!

Canary in the coal mine.

Clever.

Just looking out for the new girl.

Listen, we know you want to win,

but we need this feast before we die of malnourishment.

So we've come up with a plan.

We were going to hack the alarm,

but we don't have a computer or a tablet

or even a phone. So we're going to rock it old-school.

We're going to disrupt the power circuit.

Going to be a Merit feast on that jollof rice...

HE SLURPS ...get in my belly!

Oh, for pity's sake.

Sometimes you just have to smash the stupid window!

Vital decision...

...what are we going to have post jollof?

Cos I'm seeing profiteroles, you know...

Focus on the task at hand, Ade.

We already got the power.

No power...

...no alarm.

Don't sweat it. What do you say?

Fine.

I'd go jelly and ice cream.

Bro, it's a... it's a banquet, not a kid's party!

But it's what I want!

CLANK

MECHANISM WHIRS

Oh!

LAUGHTER

So, what a catalogue of epic fails.

Ade and Ede, you spent so long chatting about -

what was it, jelly and ice cream? -

that you stepped straight onto our hidden foot plate.

Nicki tried to climb a 30-foot wall with a six-foot ladder.

Idiotic.

And Dorian, you learnt what happens when you throw a small hammer

at reinforced glass. SNICKERING

This isn't a game. It's training.

And sooner than you think you will be breaking in for real.

But you will have an enemy considerably more dangerous

than me or Mr Sisman to contend with.

You have until midnight tonight.

Seven points to win.

Dismissed.

Can't imagine you'd be stupid enough to try again after that humiliation.

At least I gave it a go. Ooh!

Haven't just been putting it off.

It's called strategy.

Or it's called being scared.

Why would I be scared?

TANNOY: Reminder, running in the corridors is not permitted

except during escape drills.

LOCK BEEPS, CLICKS

COMPUTER BEEPS

LOCK BEEPS, CLICKS

So, hear me out.

It pains me to say it but I've looked at all the angles,

and the only way we're going to win this thing is if we work together.

I knew you'd see sense in the end.

What do you say, Amira?

Legacy squad?

So, Penelope, Edgar, and Amira?

I know. Like a loser Legacy super group.

How can I win against the three of them?

I mean, they're Legacies and I'm...

I'm on my own.

Come on, Gabe-ster, where's your...

...your...

Resolve. Tenacity.

Indefatigability.

Yeah, what Ede said. We need that feast, man.

We need to kick Edgar's butt.

We can show you how to disable the alarm.

I can show you how to pick the lock in nine seconds.

Why would you guys help me?

Cos you're good vibes, Gabriel.

Even if you don't want to be our friend, th-that's cool.

We'd rather see you win than anyone else.

Thanks, guys.

One second.

I've been meaning to ask...

QUIET CHATTER

Who's been through my stuff?

We haven't.

Oh, I know how I left it.

Have you got, like, a photographic memory or something?

Imagine if he did. That would be sick, man.

Like an ultimate skill in an RPG.

Total, total game-changer.

Do you know what?

I don't need your help. I'll go it alone.

You always told me trust no-one but you.

Us against the world, right, Grandma?

I never meant for you to be alone.

I was just trying to keep you safe.

Yeah, but alone is safe.

The moment you lower your guard, trust someone...

No, love, alone is lonely.

What's happened?

Penelope was right.

I'm a one-trick pony.

I don't belong here. I'm never going to be one of them.

Well, I don't know who this Penelope is, but I'd like a word.

No-one's allowed to be that rude to you except me.

She's the worst.

Then ignore her. She doesn't know you like I do.

All I know is that you've been given a second chance at St Jude's,

a chance to get back on the straight and narrow.

So if you give up now and come home with your tail between your legs,

I'll never forgive you.

HE SIGHS

Have you got, like, a photographic memory or something?

Imagine if he did. That would be sick, man.

Like an ultimate skill in an RPG.

ALARM BLARES

CLANK, WHIR

The hook is the perfect way to avoid any ground-level deterrents

such as tripwires.

If no-one finds a way in, they'll hit the roof.

Hit the roof.

Two minutes 24 till they're back.

If you don't believe you can, then you can't.

Argh! What is it?

I think I've sprained my ankle.

Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!

You'll have to go on without me.

Come on.

You first. I'll be right behind you.

You can trust me, Amira.

We're Legacies.

VOICE ECHOES: Sometimes you just have to smash the stupid window!

GLASS SMASHES

CLANK

One last thing. Hmm?

Ishaan's a traitor.

I need to hear you say it.

You know you can trust me,

but I need to know once and for all I can trust you.

He's twice the man you'll ever be.

I wanted to be wrong.

SHE SCREAMS

Give it up, Avery.

Know when you're outclassed.

Help!

Help!

Help!

Amira!

What?

No.

FOOTSTEPS RECEDING

Penelope.

I was this close to winning.

Why would you trust Edgar? He tried to shoot Jia with an arrow!

Kind of a red flag, no?

You didn't have to help me.

Yeah, cos I was going to let you fall off a roof.

You're welcome, by the way.

See, there he is. You act like you're this big tough guy,

"I don't care about anyone," but it's all for show.

I see you. You're just like Ishaan.

That's why you tipped me off.

"Hit the roof."

You're the only person that's stuck up for me since I got here.

How else was I supposed to thank you?

I'm here to prove I can be the perfect Legacy.

Ishaan didn't join them.

I know it.

They kidnapped him.

The Nameless?

Why are you telling me this?

Something tells me I can trust you.

Same.

I only wish you could have found the solution without cheating.

A secret door isn't cheating.

It's using what's there.

Stealing the plans, working with a crew...

I wasn't working with them.

It's a classic double cross.

Y-You've taught me since birth to cheat and steal.

Not from this office!

Need I remind you

that I am not just your father,

I am the headmaster, the head of the Crooked Complex.

I thought you'd be proud of me.

There are things in here that you cannot know about.

I'm not a child any more, Dad! I...

When you were my age, you were breaking into Russian bank vaults.

The world was simpler then!

I won't apologise for protecting

what innocence is left for as long as I can.

FLIES BUZZ ADE SPLUTTERS

Reeks, bro!

I'm trying to breathe through my ears!

I hope those Legacies make themselves sick.

What even is a begonia?

They were my wife's favourite flowers.

Keep shovelling.

EDE RETCHES

The Nameless are pure evil.

They use their skills for power and greed,

and they don't care who they hurt. Or worse.

Ishaan would never choose that life.

Instead of trying to be the perfect Legacy,

why don't you try to prove Ishaan's not what they say he is?

What if that's my destiny?

What if that's why I'm here? To clear his name.

I don't believe in destiny.

You're sure he's innocent?

He just vanished.

If it was a choice, he'd have left me a message.

The only thing left behind was the Nameless's calling card.

Calling card?

Yeah, it's a penny burnt on one side.

HE BREATHES RAGGEDLY

VOICE ECHOES: The only thing left behind

was the Nameless's calling card. A penny burnt on one side.

I would keep this hidden if I were you.

That's why you're here!

I knew something was off the moment I met you.

I mean, your room turned up nothing, but now it all makes sense.

Your little bond with Amira.

This! You're with the Nameless!

What?! No, I promise. I'd never even heard of the Nameless. As if!

I'm taking you down, Avery.

You're history.

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