Original subtitles

(upbeat melodic music)

(upbeat melodic music)

Ah

(light upbeat music)

Ah

- [Dylan] Altostratus.

- [Alfie] Cumulus, Stratus.

Stratocumulus

- Cirrocumulus

- Stratocumulus.

- Altostratus.

- Fibratus.

- Cumulonimbus incus.

- Where? - There!

- Doesn’t look anything like one.

- Oh.

- A cumulonimbus incus looks like an anvil.

Does that look like an anvil, Dylan?

- I don’t even know what an anvil is.

Where are you going? - To get ready.

- [Dylan] I heard there’s always a fight

in the first couple of weeks. - Yeah, some total idiots.

- Do you know what they call them?

- Who?

- The kids you don’t mess with at high school,

the kids everyone wants to be kids.

The Wallees.

- The Wallys?

- Wallees, ’cause they hang out on this wall

and everyone dreads going passed it.

They call it the Wallee Walk. - You worry too much.

- What if I do something stupid tomorrow, Alfie?

What if everything’s totally set in stone,

based on first impressions?

- It’s not as if we’re going to be Billy No Mates, is it?

We’re the Cloud Watch Club.

(air whooshing) (bell dinging)

Forget first impressions, we’re on our gazillionth.

Are you gonna knock on for me at quarter past?

Look up. (air whooshing)

- Dream on. (bell dinging)

(mellow melodic music)

(mellow melodic music)

(mellow melodic music)

(mellow melodic music)

(scissors snipping hair)

(radio broadcasting pop music)

- Oh, no.

Aw, where’s our little Dylan gone?

Who needs Dad, ey?

You’re the man of the house now.

But loosen your tie a bit, yeah?

Don’t wanna look like a total geek, do you?

Running out of hair here. (laughs)

- Use mine then.

(air whooshing) - What?

- I want to look cool.

(mellow reggae music)

(clock ticking)

(mellow reggae music)

(mellow reggae music)

Yeah, they’ve gone now

(knocking on door)

(door opening)

(bell dinging) - You’re miles late.

- It’s not cool to be early, man.

- What’s happened to your hair?

- My sister did it, looks good, doesn’t it?

- Why have you got that? - Going to my Gramps’ later.

Gonna try and fix up that old bike my dad left.

- You don’t look like you.

- I do, I just don’t look like the old me.

There is a way for us not to worry about the cool kids,

Alfie, we have to be the cool kids.

This is a new season and it’s time for a transfer.

Gonna go now

(bubbles popping) (air whooshing)

(children chattering loudly)

- Yeah, this is it, yeah.

Where are you going?

- The wall, if we’re Wallees,

we won’t ever have to do the Wallee Walk.

- We can’t be late on our first day.

- Alfie, the first day is the most important day

to be late of all, first impressions.

- I’m going to class.

(melodic upbeat music)

(air whooshing)

- Er, hello.

What you doing?

- Just hanging out.

- Are you new?

- Yeah, well, you’re supposed to be at registration.

- So what?

- You got a motorbike?

I’m Maskell, I’m new too.

(light melodic music)

- [Aidan] New boy.

- Oh, look at him. - Do you know where I am?

- Eh?

- Well, I’m trying to find the Willow building

and I know where it is, but I don’t know where I am.

- Got a pen?

(light melodic music) (air whooshing)

(pen scribbling)

You go here and back round there, up the fire escape,

cross that roof, swim that, limbo that

and there you are, Willow building.

(all laughing)

(mellow melodic music)

- I could knock them off that wall

without even touching them.

I’ve got actual psychokinetic powers.

Once in the afternoon in like year five,

I turned the kettle on just by winking at the socket.

Watch.

(mellow melodic music)

(air humming)

- I’m Alfie. (vinyl record scratching)

Alfie Kinter.

- I nearly shifted them then.

- Sorry. - What are you doing, lurking?

- I wasn’t lurking, I was just looking.

- What for? - "The Magician’s Nephew"

from "The Chronicles of Narnia."

It’s the only one I haven’t read.

- I’ve read two.

- I’ve read four. - I’ve read all of them twice.

(mellow melodic music)

- What are doing? - I’m having these.

- Stealing? - No, it isn’t.

- Who’s shouting?

- It was him, the lurker, Alfie Minter.

- Kinter! - He admits it.

- No, I don’t. - He’s doing it again.

- Alfie Minter, just pipe down and stop lurking.

(door opening)

(mellow melodic music)

- James.

- [James] Yes.

(air whooshing)

(bubbles popping) (air whooshing)

- New boy. - Yeah, new boy.

- Hey, Tufty. (all laughing)

- No, wait.

- [Maskell] What?

(air whooshing)

- Dyl.

- Yeah?

- I’m in.

- Nice.

(mellow rock music)

(drumming music)

(rapid piano music)

(scissors snipping)

(Alfie gulping)

- Has it gone? - Worse than ever.

What are you doing? - It’s my cool walk.

You can’t be cool without a cool walk.

(Dylan sighing)

- Come on.

- Get off there.

Hey, off.

(background children chattering)

- [Alfie] Fractus.

- You what?

- That cloud, it’s a fractus.

It’s like all broken up and raggedy.

- How’d you know that? - We’re the Cloud Watch Club.

- Alfie, I don’t think anyone’s interested.

- We formed it last year.

Before Dyl’s dad went and got himself a whole new family,

he built us this proper great cubby house.

He said that if we ever had a worry or anything,

we should just go up there

and it wouldn’t seem quite so bad.

The sky is so ginormous, that anything that gets you down,

it’s just teeny by comparison.

You just need to look up (air whooshing)

and dream on. (buzzer buzzing)

- What’s that? - Secret handshake.

- [Aidan] Newbies.

(light melodic music)

- Know where you are yet?

- You lot Bookbods?

(air humming) Bookbods.

What’s he staring at?

- James.

(feet scraping ground)

(light melodic music)

- Jess Inglebrook.

Oh, so what time do you call this, ey?

Registration is not optional.

It’s not just come along when you feel like it,

just come along, when you’ve got nothing better to do.

What have you got to say for yourselves?

- Whatevs.

- What did you just say?

Mrs. Hardy, the librarian has warned to be about you.

I heard all about your big mouth and your lurking.

- What’s all this lurking?

- Quiet, Minter. - Kinter.

- Detention Thursday after school.

Trust me, lad, you carry on like this

and I will be on your case every day

for the next five years.

I will break you down.

(ruler boinging)

Sit.

(mellow reggae music)

Yeah, we’ll go now

(mellow reggae music)

- Could you drown in a cloud?

- If you were skydiving and it was massive and mega cloudy,

then yeah, probably.

- Where’s this motor then? - Still at my Gramps’,

he’s gonna bring it round next weekend though.

- Come up. - I think we’re a bit old

for Wendy houses. - Yeah.

- It’s not a Wendy house, it’s a cubby house.

(birds chirping)

(light melodic music)

- A man parachuted into a thunderstorm once

and got stuck in a cloud spinning round for eight hours,

like he was in a tumble dryer.

When he finally landed,

he was 1000 miles from where he lived.

Never even had the bus fare to get home.

- Where are you going?

- Doing my head in with all this cloud stuff.

- Yeah, cloud ban.

- No, if I want to talk about clouds, I will.

- Yeah, course, just not round Aidan.

- He’s not very nice, Dyl.

- He’s a Wallee.

- Yeah? Well, I’m not.

- You could be, just try.

- Trying to be cool is the most uncool thing ever.

I tried to do a cool walk,

it looks like I’ve got a dead leg.

No matter how my hair’s cut, the tufty’s always there

and I don’t find detention fun, it sucks.

- Starting school is just hard, innit? Bound to be.

- Well, trying to be something I’m not

is making it a whole lot harder.

So what are you waiting for? Go on.

(light melodic music) (clock ticking)

(light melodic music) (clock ticking)

(light melodic music) (clock ticking)

(knocking on door)

(door opening)

- I’m in.

(mellow reggae music) (door closing)

- I like it when Harry throws mud balls at Draco,

when he’s got an invisibility cloak on.

- Yeah, awesome.

- I like the shrunken heads, they’re well funny.

- Shrunken heads? - Yeah.

- We’re talking about the book, not the film.

- I’ve not read the book. - What?

- Newbies.

(vinyl record scratching)

Look whose joined the Bookbods.

(air humming) It’s the Cloudburst Kids.

- It’s the Cloud Watch Club. - What is?

- Ooh, look at the big, dirty sky, how fascinating.

- [Aidan] Off to your Wendy house to play with your toys?

- It’s a cubby house.

(background children chattering)

(light upbeat music)

- How much do clouds weigh then?

- 80 elephants on average.

- Big elephants or little ones?

- Big elephants for big clouds.

Little elephants for little clouds.

- Brilliant.

(door opening)

(light melodic music)

(door opening)

(door closing)

(light suspenseful music)

- What you doing?

(upbeat suspenseful music)

- James.

(bag thudding to floor) (alarm ringing)

(light melodic music)

- Libraries are basically zoos for books.

Books belong in the wild.

- That’s rubbish.

- And what would you know?

I bet the only book you’ve ever read

was "The Giant Jam Sandwich." - No, no, Dyl reads.

- Go on then, what have you read?

I don’t mean like at school, where you’ve had to read.

Name one book you’ve read out of choice.

- Read this "Doctor Who" one and before you say anything,

it wasn’t the magazine, it was a proper hardback,

that came out at Christmas, so there.

- At Christmas?

That’s not a book, Dylan, that’s an annual.

- Got this one about motorbikes, that’s not an annual.

- Does it have diagrams and arrows?

It’s not an annual, ’cause it’s a manual.

Proper books aren’t just full of pictures.

- I like pictures. - Huh.

(light melodic music)

(bubbles popping) (air whooshing)

- Dyl, on Saturday we’re all gonna go

to the proper library in town.

- I’m gonna try and finish fixing up my bike.

- (sighs) They’ve got games and films and everything.

- Will James still be able to nick books there?

(melodic jazz music)

(bubbles popping) (air whooshing)

(clock ticking)

(air whooshing)

(clock ticking)

(knocking on door)

(door opening)

(birds chirping)

(door closing)

(children chattering loudly)

- Morning.

Mrs. Hardy has informed me,

that several books have been stolen from the library.

(air whooshing)

If anyone has any information about this,

they need to see a member of staff immediately.

Right.

(bubbles popping) (mellow rock music)

(air whooshing)

- What are you gonna do?

(locker door closing) (air whooshing)

(background children chattering)

(mellow rock music) (air whooshing)

(books thudding) (light melodic music)

(paper tearing)

(paper rustling)

(light melodic music)

- I’ve never been near the library in my life.

- Well, information has come to Mrs. Hardy’s notice,

that suggests otherwise. - From who?

- I found these behind that wall you’re always sitting on.

- Well, they’re not mine.

- Detention is like water off a duck’s back to you,

isn’t it, lad?

Well, you step one millimeter out of line now this term

and you are suspended on the spot, do you hear me?

(locker banging)

(light suspenseful music)

- So none of you know nothing?

Best not be lying. (children chattering loudly)

- No one would set you up, Aid, no one’s that mad.

- Will you stop going on for one minute?

I’m trying to think.

(light suspenseful music)

(light suspenseful music)

It was you.

- No, no, Aidy, mate, it wasn’t Alfie.

- Thought you didn’t know nothing.

- I don’t.

- Even I wasn’t in detention on my first week.

Think you can just take my place, don’t you?

Sit on my wall and make everyone look up at the sky.

- So what, Alfie’s not scared you.

- Is that right?

Tomorrow after school on the field, me and you.

- Aidan, you can’t.

- Why not?

- You’ll get suspended.

- You and him then me. - Me?

- You wanna hang around with us, don’t you?

(background children chattering)

(thunder rumbling)

(soft tense music)

You need to get your head out of the clouds.

Life’s lived down here, mate on the ground.

- James, did you say it was Aidan?

- You’ve got to tell the truth, mate.

- As if, if he wasn’t about to get suspended,

he’d just bash us all up, wouldn’t he?

Trust me, this is perfect.

- Not for me, I ain’t doing it.

- Course you are, this time, next week,

it’s gonna be us on that wall.

(stick rattling fence)

(soft tense music)

(wood planks rattling)

(melodic choral music)

(wood planks rattling)

(melodic choral music)

(sign rattling)

(melodic choral music)

(wood planks rattling)

(melodic choral music)

(light melodic music)

(door opening)

(birds chirping) (melodic harp music)

(knocking on door) (upbeat rock music)

- [James] He completely destroyed the cubby?

- No, well, the wall and the roof were gone,

when I got there. - I can’t believe

you went without me. - You destroyed the cubby.

- This is all your fault for hanging out with total idiots.

- What? It’s yours for the same reason.

- I wish you’d shut up. - Make me then.

- I will.

- Go on.

- After school on the field. - I’ll be there.

(mellow upbeat music)

(clock ticking)

(mellow upbeat music)

(school bell ringing)

(air whooshing)

(children shouting)

(mellow melodic music)

(children shouting)

(mellow melodic music)

- He can’t wear that! - You can do it, Dylan.

(crowd encouraging Dylan)

- All you had to do was keep your head down

and hang out at the wall.

- I don’t wanna hang out at the wall.

All you had to do was read an actual book.

- I don’t like reading books.

I like razzing round on motorbikes.

- He doesn’t razz round on them, it doesn’t even work.

- You’re such a little kid. - Just ’cause your dad’s gone.

You don’t have to replace him.

- Stop going on about my dad.

- Well, that’s what this has all been about, hasn’t it?

- No! - Yes, it has.

My dad’s gone, so I’ve got to wear trainers.

My dad’s gone, so I’ve got to carry a stupid helmet

for a bike I won’t ever ride.

My dad’s gone, so I’ve got to be a freak.

(Dylan yelling loudly) (melodic upbeat music)

(Alfie yelling loudly)

(children shouting encouragement)

(melodic upbeat music)

- Go on, hit him, Dylan!

(children shouting encouragement)

- Fight then.

- I think. - What?

- Cumulonimbus incus.

- Where? - There.

(melodic ethereal music)

(children shouting encouragement)

- Go on! - Hit him.

- Is it?

- An anvil, single cell and everything, yeah.

- Come on.

- Come on, let’s go.

(uplifting melodic music)

(uplifting melodic music)

(uplifting melodic music)

- Do you think they’ll have all "The Chronicles of Narnia?"

- They do, I’ve been.

- (sighing) Hold on.

(gentle uplifting music)

Dyl.

- Are you alright, mate?

- [Alfie] Maskell?

- Alright. - What are you doing?

- Still trying to fix this, what about you?

- Going down the proper library for a bit.

- Right.

Yeah, see you around then.

- Yeah.

- Should I knock on for you on Monday?

- Course.

- Quarter past on the dot.

- Yeah.

- Alfie.

(air whooshing)

Look up. (bell dinging)

- Dream on.

(uplifting melodic music)

(motorbike engine starting)

- Give it a rev.

(motorbike engine revving)

- Tell you what, I’ll race you to the library.

Come on. (all laughing)

(uplifting melodic music)