Good afternoon, boys and girls. And welcome to detention.
Now, I want to be here about as much as you do,
so the sooner you get your homework done,
the sooner we can all go home.
-Jacob, are you okay? -Yeah.
Mrs. Pitman tells me you got into a fight this lunchtime.
-That doesn't sound like you. -No?
What am I like then, Mr. Cunningham?
Well, you're a good kid. You're smart, funny...
-Is there anything wrong at home? -No. Everything's fine.
You know you can always talk to me if you've got a problem.
I've just told you, haven't I? I'm all right.
-Freak. -What was that?
That's enough. Jacob, turn round and get on with your work.
-What did you call me? -Me? Nothing. I...
Hey, I've asked you once.
Now, both of you, be quiet and get on with your work.
-Jacob's a freak! -Just stop it!
I warned you, Steve, I've had enough, don't push me.
-What are you going to do? -That's it!
Shut up! Shut up!
What... What's going on? Steve, stop it. Stop messing about!
You, too. Just be quiet.
Everyone, stay where you are and don't move.
Just, just be quiet.
Jacob? Jacob!
No!
Jacob? Jacob?
-No! Make it stop! -Jacob?
Please... All of it... Just stop!
Is everyone okay?
I'm coming in, so you'd better be decent.
-Jacob? -Sorry.
What's that?
Hello.
What are you then?
It's not a sleepover. You're just staying the weekend.
And I'll be sleeping over at yours. It's a sleepover.
I never know whether you're being serious.
I know.
-Sarah Jane! -Carla, how are you?
I'd tell you over a cup of tea if you ever had the time.
Oh sorry, I can't. Not today.
I know. Same old story. See, Clyde. Proper job. Keeps her busy.
Has he told you? He wants to be the new Banksy. Graffiti art, he calls it.
Yes, Mum. Come on, Luke.
Oi!
Thanks again for taking him in.
Oh, it's not a problem, he's a sweet boy.
-So, Tarminster. -I'm sorry?
Clyde says you're going to Tarminster.
Oh, that's right, yes. Oh, nothing too exciting.
An article on hospital hygiene standards.
Don't you get me started on that MRSA. Beryl next door, face like a pineapple.
I'll tell you all about it when you get back.
Yes, well, I'd best be off then. I'll pick him up Sunday night.
Bye, darling.
What do you wanna do? Football? Play on the computer?
Oh, I don't think so. Friday night, spag-a boll-a night.
Get yourselves in that kitchen.
-You cook? -Yeah. It's Mum's new thing.
You? Cook?
Oh, my baby boy's a demon in the kitchen.
-Mum! -Clydey's all embarrassed.
-Mum! Mum! Mum, stop it! -Right, boys. Food!
-Chinese or pizza? -What's wrong with my cooking exactly?
-Nothing. I just fancied a takeaway. -Just don't tell your mum.
She goes away for the weekend and suddenly you're in charge.
-Chinese? -You know I don't like Chinese.
No. Please, let's have Chinese.
-We'll have Chinese. -What?
-You said we should have Chinese. -You don't like it.
You said we should have Chinese.
You're doing what I say.
-What's that? -It's a hamster.
Why do you have a hamster in your pocket?
-Wow, this is brilliant. -What's brilliant?
I'm telling you, this is brilliant.
-It's brilliant. -Dad! Start hopping.
Now the other foot. Okay, stop it! Stop hopping!
Do... I know! Do Bianca from EastEnders.
Ricky! Whitney! Pat!
Okay, now. Be a lion.
Stop! You'd die if you could see yourself.
You want me to die?
No. No, please, Dad.
I think you should just forget about everything that just happened.
Why am I down here?
I think you dropped some change. Are you going to order that pizza then?
Pass me a menu.
I'll get it.
-Jacob. What are you doing here? -Show me your hand.
It's already happening, isn't it?
Right, you. Tell me what's going on.
You picked it up at school. I saw you. And you've used it.
-It's fading. -Yeah.
It does that when you stop using it.
I'm talking about this like it's normal.
At first, I was just having fun, you know?
I just wanted people to like me. That's not bad, is it?
Jacob, I need to know where you found it.
Back of the school yard where they're putting those pipes in.
It was lying there in the mud
and it looked really, really nice so I picked it up.
-And then you used it on people. -It was an accident, at first.
The more you use it, it's like it talks to you.
It's like glowing on the pendant and then in your hand, and then...
I think it's evil.
-I know someone who can get rid of it. -What are you going to do?
It's gonna be okay.
Yeah, right!
Mr. Smith, I need you!
Hello? Mr. Smith, I need you.
I'm not available right now.
Sarah Jane has shut me down whilst she's away.
If you'd like to leave a message, we'll get back to you.
Whatever. Just look after this.
Guess it'll be a quiet weekend then.
Are you two still awake? Don't make me come in there.
Mum! Could you keep the noise down please?
-We're trying to get to sleep in here. -Cheeky! See you in the morning!
-Night, Mrs. Langer. -It's Carla, Luke.
-Night, Carla. -Night, Carla.
Watch it!
-Clyde? -Yeah.
-Did you do those? -What?
-The pictures. -Me? No.
Well, yeah, all right,
-but don't tell anyone. -Why not?
Mrs. Taylor said I had a natural talent or something.
So, she's got me doing extra work. Yeah, it's pretty cool, I guess.
-I wish I could draw. -Yeah?
Well, maybe I'll teach you, my son.
Thanks, Dad. Oh, I'm sorry.
-What? -I was trying to be funny.
Your dad and... That's not funny.
Oh no, that's old news. It's cool.
I've got me old mum anyway. I'm sorted.
Night, then.
-Night, Clyde. -Night, Luke.
One more word and I swear I'm coming in there!
-Night, Carla. -Night, Carla.
Get that, will you, Clyde?
Yeah.
-Hello, Son. -Dad?
Do we have to have the music? It's too early.
-Do you want some breakfast? -Go on then.
So what are you up to today? Seeing Luke?
-And Clyde, yeah. -Oh, right.
Don't start.
I never said anything. It's up to you who you're friends with.
Just be careful with him.
Some people are trouble.
Nice place. You've come up in the world, Carla.
-What do you want, Dad? -I had some business over here.
Thought I'd pay you a visit. That's all right, isn't it?
-It's been five years. -I live in Germany.
I can't just pop round for tea.
Actually, I could kill for a decent cuppa.
-All right, mate? I'm Paul. -I'm Luke. Clyde's friend.
What the hell are you doing here? Don't you care about Clyde?
Yeah. That's why I'm back.
Because you care about me? You know, when you left,
at first I pretended it hadn't happened.
That you'd just gone on holiday and then I realized,
no, you'd gone. Do you know what I did?
I blamed Mum.
I figured she must've done something really bad to drive you away.
I messed about at school, got into trouble. I got expelled.
-Yeah, all right, I'm sorry, mate. -You're sorry?
Dad, one minute you were there and the next...
I had no dad.
Look, I'm putting my hands up.
I've not been the best father in the world,
but that's why I'm here.
-What do you want? -Just to spend some time with you.
I just want us to get to know each other. You're still my son.
-No. -What?
You can't! He's my kid and I won't have you messing him up.
-He's 1 6, Carla. He's not a kid. -Dad's right. I'm not a kid.
I didn't mean it like that, but...
Clyde, if you want to see him, then I won't stop you.
-It's your choice. -I do. I want to talk to him.
-Are you sure? -Yeah.
Cool. How do you fancy a day out then?
Will you be all right? I won't be long.
Yeah.
I'll get dressed. Can you wait outside, please?
I don't want you upsetting Mum.
I'll be here for you. Afterwards.
Oh, and by the way, Dad, I'm not 1 6. I'm 1 5.
-Dad? -Yes, love?
Have you ever had something, I dunno, bother you?
You could be more specific.
There's this report I'm doing for the school newspaper
and I wanted Sarah Jane's help, but she's away.
I'm wondering do I wait for her to come back
or do I try and work it out myself?
This is you we're talking about.
You'll try and work it out yourself.
Yeah, you're right. See you later.
Where are you going?
I'd said I'd water Sarah Jane's plants. See you.
-Hi, Rani. -You and Clyde
-meet me at the school. -Clyde's gone.
-Gone? -He's gone out with his dad.
Dad? Okay, we haven't got time for this now.
I want you in the school field in ten minutes, right?
Remember that park I used to take you to in Hounslow?
You used to go on the swings. Make me push you higher and higher.
Remember?
No.
So, uh, do you fancy an ice cream or something?
What am I saying? You're too old for that.
Oh, I dunno. What do you like?
Why did you leave us?
Sometimes a bloke and his missus stop getting on.
Me and your mum... Well, that's what happened.
I mean, it wasn't your fault.
I never thought it was. And don't try that. You ran off with Aunty Mel.
Yeah. Yeah, I know.
I didn't do it right. I messed up.
Messed up? You ran off to Germany with Mum's sister.
You left us. You left me, Dad.
I never forgot you, though.
-You going out? -Yeah.
-I'm going to meet up with Rani. -She's a lovely girl.
Want some sandwiches? I've got some ham in the fridge.
No, I'm okay, thanks.
-I'm sure Clyde's gonna be fine. -You think?
Your dad's not around either, is he?
No. It's complicated.
It usually is.
Just promise me something.
If he ever turns up, you know, out of the blue, whatever,
just don't forget your mum.
I won't.
Anyway, you go! Go on! You should never keep a girl waiting.
-So do you speak German? -Ja.
Teach me something.
Ich heiße Paul Langer.
So, ich heiße Clyde Langer. I am Clyde Langer.
Good to meet you, Clyde Langer.
So, what about you?
What do you do?
Dunno. Just hang out with my mates.
Oh what, like, thingy, Luke?
-Yeah. -He seems quiet. Bit of a geek, yeah?
Yeah, but he's cool.
Nah. I've got a mate in Germany just like him.
-Makes me look good. -That's not why I hang out with him!
-He's my mate for real. -Oh, yeah, yeah. Sorry.
So, what else do you do?
Well, there is something.
There's this thing I do that I haven't really told anyone about.
Yeah, I can't really say what it is.
You a rebel, like your old man? What is it?
You drop litter on the streets? Come on!
We shouldn't have secrets.
Dad... Dad... I save the world.
I bet Sarah Jane never does anything like this.
-What are you looking for? -Jacob West found something here.
-Something alien. -I wonder how Clyde's doing.
He'll be fine, Luke.
He can look after himself. It's Clyde.
Yeah, I guess.
I don't think there's anything else down here.
It'd be okay if Mr. Smith was working.
Maybe he'll work for me, let's go.
If it wasn't for me, all these people, they wouldn't be here.
I've saved them loads of times and they don't know.
Okay. Is this some kind of trading card thing?
-Don't you believe me? -Nah, nah, I'm not saying that.
It's just, you and this Luke, the two of you, saving the world?
You don't know what we've seen. Slitheen. Sontarans.
We've stopped them. All of them.
-You and Luke? -You don't believe me, do you?
-Fine! I'll prove it to you. -What?
-Come on, I'll show you. -Where are we going?
Bannerman Road. It's where it all happens.
And up here is the attic.
Whoa, look at all this stuff!
You could make a fortune on eBay.
What is all this?
-Dad, it's not about money. -No, no, course not.
It isn't. Some of this stuff, it's alien.
-Do you get what that means? -Alien? Yeah, right.
You mean like those Dalek things?
Yeah, but there're loads more. Some of them are pretty cool.
All right. Well, come on then, show me something alien, hmm?
Come on, sell it to me.
Well, we have this mate who lives in America.
But Sarah Jane has this.
Hey, hey, Maria! This friend of Sarah Jane's
given her this holographic postcard wotsit thing so...
-Hi, Maria. We miss you. -Soft boy.
We don't miss you. We've moved on. You're gone and forgotten.
"Maria who?'; I say.
-See. Alien tech! -It's true.
I thought it was just the government and the army.
They dealt with all that, but you?
My lad meets aliens?
All in a day's work.
I'm dead proud of you, Clyde.
You've done so much.
Well, I'm just lucky, I guess. I've got good mates, Mum...
These aliens, they bring stuff like this?
Yeah, sometimes.
-If we could just mass produce this... -Is that all you think about?
Don't you get it? There's millions of worlds out there.
It's...it's magic.
Okay, okay!
So it's you, Luke and this Sarah Jane?
Yeah. Oh, but behind that wall, there. That's Mr. Smith!
He's basically this big, alien computer.
You say, "Mr. Smith". And then you say something else.
I won't say that 'cause we're not meant to be here
and he'll tell Sarah Jane.
But yeah, you say that and it's all...
And out he comes. Pretty cool.
Dad? What are you doing?
Just looking. So, yeah, aliens.
Aliens come to Ealing and meet you.
Yep. Who's the daddy now?
Clyde Langer! What are you doing here?
Sarah Jane's away for the weekend.
-And who are you? -Paul Langer. Clyde's dad.
Oh. Well, it's nice to meet you.
This is Mr. Chandra. He's my headteacher.
Oh, all right, mate.
He hasn't stopped raving about you, he loves it there.
-Does he? -I'm joking.
Can I ask what you're both doing here?
Uh, watering the plants.
Sarah Jane asked me to water the plants when she's away.
That's interesting. She asked Rani to do that as well.
There's lots of plants.
You think you're being funny, but it's serious.
Oh, come on, mate, it's not that serious. Just drop it, eh?
-You okay? -I'm okay.
Okay. You want to watch it with the pizza though. Cholesterol city.
-I beg your pardon? -I'm just saying...
Not setting a good example for the kids.
Thank you, I do plenty of exercise actually.
With all that pizza, too right, you should exercise.
I should exercise.
Mr. Chandra?
Is he... He is!
He's doing what I tell him.
Oi, mate, jogging's for wimps.
Get doing some push-ups, yeah?
Dad?
-What are you doing? -Jogging's for wimps.
I'm doing press-ups.
What's happened?
-Who are you? -Oh, Rani, this is my dad.
-Have you been up to the attic? -Yeah. So?
Mum doesn't like anyone going in there.
And you always do what you're told, do you?
Clyde reckons you lot save the world.
-You told him what we do? -Mr. Langer,
have you taken something?
-Hey, that's my dad! -He's nicked something alien!
There was this pendant. It was used to brainwash people.
Don't you go accusing my dad of nicking stuff!
Who do you think you are?
You take your dad up there, he comes back down
and suddenly my dad's doing what he tells him to!
Clyde, mate, I really can't be bothered with all this.
Perhaps we should go inside and speak to Mr. Smith.
You're calling my dad a thief! What's your problem?
He's stolen it. Can't you see? It's dangerous!
What do you mean? What are you talking about?
-Clyde. -Yeah, I'm coming, Dad.
Good. Oh and Clyde... Forget about those two.
You see, he's got it.
I want you to forget about them completely.
Clyde?
I'm... I'm fine.
Clyde! Clyde, wait!
-Sorry, do I know you? -What? Clyde?
-How do you know my name? -It's me! Luke!
Nah, sorry mate, never seen you before in my life. Come on, Dad.
-Clyde! -Forget it! Clyde's gone.
-I'm your best friend. -You're a freak!
He wants to take him away! He wants to take my baby.
She'll see the pendant. She'll see everything.
What are you doing? Get off me, you. Who are you?
This whole world will do as I say!