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[theme music]

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[heavy knocking]

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[laughter]

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--Ah.

You at all the biscuits.

You could have at least put the box in the bin.

-It's not like I want to be here.

-Well the feeling's mutual.

Why don't you take a hike, huh?

-Because as soon as he steps outside,

the Jixen will locate him and tear him limb from limb.

-I can't just sit around, waiting to be dismembered.

Why don't I go out and get this stupid Jixen before it gets me?

-Calculating odds of human defeating Jixen.

Four billion, three hundred million, two-thousand and three

to one.

-Yeah, you'd be the one.

[doorbell]

-Relax, doofus.

Our enemies tend to storm in, not use the bell.

-Jorjie.

What are you doing here?

You could have been followed.

-I'm not stupid.

-Yeah, she knows what she's doing.

-What's happening with the time machine?

-Oh, the Prof, he uh, turned it off.

Didn't you, prof?

-Hm? Oh, yes.

-I thought we could go somewhere, back in the past.

The Dark Ages, or London 2010.

-Don't encourage him, that things dangerous.

I don't know, what if a dinosaur came through, or something.

We'd be all torn apart before we could get to the fun.

Hey, I thought you said you turned it off.

-What?

I thought I had. -I warned you.

-Oh great.

-They're rats.

-Yeah, some dinosaur.

-Well it could have been.

K-9 [OFFSCREEN]: Professor!

Professor Gryffen!

-What is it, K-9? -Jixen!

It's alive and on the move!

[music playing]

3.2 miles north, heading south.

Coordinates, 28.45 north by 28.56 east.

-What would they find of interest in that area?

-It must be where the prison is you dragged me to.

-On our next date, I'll take you to somewhere

that serves dinner.

-Well I like Italian.

-What's prison?

-The Department keeps captured aliens there.

They have no rights.

It's so inhumane.

-Duh.

So are they.

-It's unfair.

No one knows what they do to the prisoners.

-Why would the stupid Jixen go to an alien prison,

to give himself up?

-Meron.

-Hey, who are you calling a moron?

-He said Meron, moron.

What's a Meron?

-The enemy of the Jixen, and highly dangerous, to boot.

-So we go to the prison and get the Jixen before it gets me.

-Negative.

The last thing you'll want to get caught in

is a battle between the Meron and the Jixen.

Whole planets have been wiped out.

[beeping]

-That's mum, I've got to go.

-I can't just sit around here and do nothing.

-Wait.

K-9.

Can you go explore this prison, see what the Jixen is up to?

-Can the mermaids of Bauble-13 suck dinner

through their nostrils?

-Uh--

-The answer is yes, but with great discomfort.

Which I'm sure is what I'm about to go through.

[music playing]

-We need to be out there, helping

K-9 get rid of the Jixen.

-Ah, I'm sure the robot dog can look after itself.

Besides, you heard the Prof. He said no way.

-What are you, chicken?

Scared of a little rat?

What do you actually do for the Professor, anyway?

-Protect him from idiots like you.

-Jorjie would go with me.

-What do I get out of this, huh?

-What do you want? -You.

Gone.

-Suits me.

-No, I'm serious.

We go in, we get them at once, we get out,

you don't come back.

And you say something nice to Jorjie about me.

-Fine.

-All righty.

Hello, Mariah.

MARIAH: Checking voice.

-Let's go for a drive.

MARIAH: Voice recognition approved.

Hello, Darius.

Driver's door open.

Passenger door open.

-All righty.

Let's go for a ride.

MARIAH: Directional mapping drive on.

Initiating start-up sequence.

Auto-drive load engaged.

Relax, and enjoy the drive.

K-9 [OFFSCREEN]: Alien heat signature increasing.

-Be careful, K-9. Be careful you're not detected.

K-9, maybe you should back off.

K-9 [OFFSCREEN]: Negative.

-Couldn't they have integrated just a little bit of kitten

into you?

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[alarm sounding]

-Unidentified flying device observed

outside main Department facility.

-Monitor it.

-Well, what did you expect?

-I expect that when you have a car you use it.

Not park it so far away we have to walk a mile.

-Hey, you don't park at the front door

when you're trying to sneak in the back door.

Plus, you're not a paying customer.

-UFO is in the Department exclusions area.

-Well exclude it. -Firing now.

-Look, let's just get in there, find K-9, and get out.

The quicker the better. -Yeah, well that's fine by me.

Where do you think he is, then?

[music playing]

-He could be anywhere.

-Right, well let's not hang about.

This place is weird enough.

-K-9? K-9.

K-9.

K-9!

[music playing]

-Don't be such a snook.

-Now what?

-Now I work my magic.

How about you?

Got any tricks?

-Who's idea was it to come down here in the first place?

-Come where?

These tunnels just run on forever.

They could take us anywhere.

-Yeah, well it sure beats your idea, which was uh, oh, oh

yeah, nothing.

-Well I'm not wasting anymore of my time.

-Well fine, fine.

Good luck trying to find your way out of this joint.

Because, as I recall-- Oh, help!

-What happened?

-Lousy brickwork, that's what happened.

-Did you hear that?

The electric hum.

I think you've managed to stumble

onto the actual entrance to the building.

-What do you mean, stumble?

-You fell through a wall!

-Pushed.

Pushed through a wall!

In the process of searching.

-But if you were searching, then why'd you call for help?

-Wasn't me.

-What do you mean it wasn't you?

There's no one else here!

-I don't know what you heard, man.

-What, you think a rat called for help?

-It could have done.

-A rat, in the middle of the sewer, called for help?

-Well, was his name Starkey?

[music playing]

-Can you see K-9?

-What are they doing up there?

-I don't know.

We need to find K-9.

-Oh, I'm sure that can be arranged.

[beeping]

-Starkey!

K-9!

-Keep moving, keep moving, you.

Look lively.

Hurry up, keep your heads down, keep moving, keep moving.

-K-9, one word.

Even a disagreeable one.

It shouldn't be so difficult for a machine

of your stubborn nature.

K-9, respond!

Please respond!

[music playing]

-Keep moving, keep moving.

-Don't look.

-Look at what?

-Hurry up, look lively.

[music playing]

-Where'd they all come from?

-There's a lot we don't know about The Department.

-Attention!

-Aaron Schultz.

Do you want to share the fate of your alien friends?

Meet Mr. Wiffy.

-Oh, no, you're not wrong.

-Hurry up.

-You can't keep us in here.

-What charges?

-Yes, he can.

Since you asked.

You again?

Starkey, the boy everyone is looking for.

They're not to be harmed.

-I'm in charge of this prison.

-And I'm The Department Inspector,

in charge of alien threats.

And Thorne, might I suggest in future, your prisoners

are searched before you blab your face off.

Hello, Alister.

-Yes, yes, I'm here June.

Why is The Department imprisoning aliens?

-We're simply cataloguing, so we have

a record on file for future.

If any of these alien types commit a crime on Earth,

we'll know what they're looking for.

-But what if they're innocent?

-Would you have them wandering around London?

-They should just be sent back home.

-We've tried.

No, Gryffen, this is the only way.

And you will be returned to Virtual Detention, where

I understand your sentence will be reset to Day 1.

Plus an extra 6 months for escaping.

That's a year, all up.

-Oh, come on.

-Unless.

Tell me where I can find this cyborg from the future, K-9.

If you do, I'll organize your release immediately.

Both of you. -Sure.

We'll give you the do--

-No way. No deal.

-Fine.

You can both stay here until the guards arrive

to take you back to Virtual Detention.

I'm sure your friend here will enjoy

hanging out with Mr. Wiffy.

-Ma'am!

[music playing]

-Oh, come on, K-9!

[music playing]

If you survive this and they don't, you'll

never forgive yourself.

You'll never get past that you weren't there for them.

[music playing]

Listen to this, and try and resist.

Come on!

-Professor! -K-9!

You're alive!

-Of course I'm alive!

My living metal frame required down time

to attune to the energy signatures

of The Department's weaponry.

My combat positioning system has now done its job.

-Then what are you waiting for?

The boys are trapped in godless prison.

[music playing]

-Look, I'm telling you, just give up the tin mutt.

Anyway, if the Jixen's here, you're trapped.

Done for.

Here, what's that?

-Jorjie.

-Oh, it's awful.

The stinky blue one's a bit of all right, though.

-Jorjie!

-You boys can't do a thing without me, can you?

-How did you find us?

-I tracked my eyes auto-drive, and then followed you here.

Then all I had to do was follow the sound

of bickering through the tunnels.

-Oh, well, you smell worse than Mr. Wiffy here.

-How do I get you guys out of here?

-You can't.

-Yes, she can.

Swipe this against the keypad up the corridor.

-OK.

-Where'd you get that? -Thorne.

Remember my little performance with Mr. Wiffy?

-You picked his pocket.

-Oy! What's going on down there?

Silent!

-Why don't go down and check, boss?

-I'm not going anywhere. I'm on level 6.

-Jorjie, what are you doing?

Hurry up.

-Yeah, hurry up.

-I'm hurrying.

-Come on, Jorjie.

[beeping]

-Finally!

-Let's go. -What's that?

What are you waiting for?

-[inaudible] to level 7.

-Get down to them cells.

-All units, on the double!

[music playing]

-Jixen!

-Come on.

-Quickly everyone.

Come on, let's move it!

[music playing]

[screaming]

[music playing]

-This stinky, pheremonal puke thing is getting a tad creepy.

Maybe we should stop seeing each other for awhile?

Is that all you've got?

-My energy levels don't have time to reboot.

I'd recommend rapid movement to the opposite direction

of the [inaudible]. -In other words, run.

-Affirmative.

[music playing]

-Oh great.

I can try and hot-wire this thing.

-We've got friends in here.

Loads of friends!

[music playing]

-Hurry!

This is twice as many friends as I thought you had.

[music playing]

-Check mate!

-Yeah, you big git.

No wonder you were defeated by the Meron.

Yeah, you know that name, don't you?

-Knows and detests.

-Beat up by a bunch of cranky mermaids.

That's just embarrassing.

-Alien threat detected. Speech is identified.

Meron!

-Far out.

They morph!

K-9!

[jixen screaming]

[music playing]

-What the hell is that?

-It's Jixen Most unsanitary.

-It's the boy.

He's brought cyborg.

Open the doors, let's go.

-No.

We don't know what's going on down there.

-I'm ordering you.

Do it.

-You don't look so good.

-Immunity levels down to 19%.

Rerouting energy reserves to critical systems.

We've got to get out of here.

If the Inspector sees you--

-You go.

-We've got to go, now. -Unable to comply.

Power levels critical.

-Come on, K-9, you've got to try.

-Release the locks!

[beeping] -I promise you, Thorne.

You'll never darken these halls again.

You're finished.

-You'll pay for this.

One day.

-Where have you been?

-Oh yeah, thanks for waiting.

-We didn't realize you weren't with us.

Come on.

[music playing]

[alarm sounding]

-Run if you can, run like the wind!

-Move it! -Come on, this way!

-Come on everyone, move it!

-Hurry!

-That is a maximum impact forcefield.

There's no escape.

You will return to your cells now.

-What?

You're being experimented on?

Mr. Wiffy might be stinky, farty, and gross,

but lady, you're a monster.

-The system works.

-You're imprisoning innocent aliens.

-I'm doing this for the future.

So our children's children will be safe.

-What about your children?

-Any child of mine is certainly none of your business.

-I wouldn't be so sure, mum.

-Jorjie!

You're supposed to be doing homework at Vicki's!

-And you're supposed to have a boring job in IT.

-So you guys know each other.

[howling] K-9 [OFFSCREEN]: Young master!

-Leave him alone.

-Leave them all alone.

-Mum!

-Do something!

[music playing]

-K-9, you need full power.

-That is all I have left.

No, young master!

-Jorjie, beyond you!

The armor will self-destruct.

The red button.

-Here.

-Attach it to the creature.

[music playing]

-Take that!

[music playing]

-Quite a team.

-Quite a team.

-What do you think, K-9?

-Assessment logical.

[music playing]

-K-9.

-It's all right, it's all right.

He's right here.

-How'd you get away from Inspector Tanner?

-Well all the aliens did.

Someone leaked what The Department

was doing to the media.

The prison's being shut down.

-So, K-9.

The Jixen.

Finally gone?

-Yes, one problem solved.

Another one presents itself.

-What's that?

-Ah, yes.

Well.

Bad news about the rats.

They seem to multiply every 10 seconds or so.

Yes, I know, I know, I know, the machine

needs more work before I tamper with it.

Where are you going?

-Time to get moving.

We had a deal.

Jorjie's gone home, and Jixen's dead.

I've got a job to do.

-Ah, young master?

I believe an acknowledgement is in order.

For saving this unit from termination.

-Thanks, K-9, for saving my life, too.

[music playing]

-Illegal activity detected.

Oy, what's your game?

-Come on metal heads, catch me if you can!

-[inaudible].

-Ready for action, young master.

-Unlicensed cybernetic unit detected.

Halt, you are both under arrest.

Stay where you are!

[music playing]

-It's for our own good.

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