- Stars,
there are quite a lot of them really.
Billions of years old.
Millions of miles away.
Just hanging out doing their own thing.
Did I mention there's a lot of them.
Okay so I'm hardly an expert.
That's more Phillip's territory.
And ever since he made friends with Marjorie,
Phillip had learned even more about stars.
In fact, Phillip had found himself a whole constellation
of new friends, in the Angeles Astronomy Society.
- She's a beauty isn't she?
- Extraordinary.
- They look a lot like rocks really don't they?
Odd sort of,
jagged little rocks.
- Well they're a bit dishevelled, they've come a long way.
They're the remains of shooting stars.
- Imagine Joy, these have come from up there.
Part of our great cosmos.
- Well we shouldn't be too lady like,
we've had to practically wrestle Clive off the telescope
since he had his cataracts removed.
- Here that Sarge, cataracts.
And rocks.
What fun.
- But Phillip and his new friends
couldn't have been happier.
The whole society had their eyes fixed to the sky
waiting patiently for the upcoming eclipse of the sun.
- Just think, only three more sleeps.
- Not since the great meteorite shower of 1912
have I been so excited
about a major astronomical event.
- Technically, it's not a total solar eclipse.
But a grazing occultation of the sun by the moon.
- My star pupil.
- Phillip's an old soul.
We shouldn't be surprised that he and Marjorie have clicked.
Makes sense.
- But what might make more sense Sarge,
if he had a little friend his own age.
Maybe two, called Noah and Ruby.
Together they could catch tad poles and have sleepovers
here in the lounge room.
But instead,
he's looking through large pipes
with people who don't have their own teeth.
Not that I have anything against people without teeth,
it's just-
- I know it's just,
childhood is a very special time.
- I could never forgive myself Sarge,
if Phillip missed out on the whole,
thing a ma jig of it.
- That magic Joy?
- Yes.
The magic.
- I wouldn't worry.
Phillip comes at life from a
different angle to the rest of us.
He'll find the magic.
But in his own way.
- I hope you're right Sarge, I really do.
- Don't creep about on my account, I haven't slept a wink.
- Now ya tell me.
- How can I rest knowing we're on the brink
of something so, life changing.
- Can you talk it up a little bit more?
- The last eclipse in Angeles was years and years ago.
Marjorie's lived forever, and even she wasn't there.
This is big ticket stuff Lock.
- But for once,
Phillip wasn't alone in his thinking.
- Picture it,
you're in the middle of enjoying your afternoon score.
Next thing,
your world is plunged into an unexplained darkness.
You can't tell the jam from the crane.
- Wow,
that sounds-
- Terrifying.
Discombobulating,
an eclipse can be all of these things.
- We'll impose a blanket curfew.
Order everyone behind closed doors.
With force.
- That's one approach.
Or,
just perhaps,
we could reassure our citizens,
that while this may feel like the very end of creation,
it is in fact,
the dawn of a new era.
- I vote for the curfew.
A huge crowd of people,
in the dark, staring up at the sky.
It's an open invitation for pickpockets.
- Or, is it an invitation,
to lead our fellow man back toward the light?
I'm sure you'll agree comrades, that
is the very essence
of our responsibility as police officers.
Yates, Shakespeare, go to work.
- So maybe Sam wasn't quite into the whole
star gazing thing.
But the rest of the female population of Angeles,
that was another matter.
And their sights were set on the same thing.
It was official.
Since his makeover,
Egg was a star.
And he was milking it for all it was worth.
- I made ya lunch, take it.
- No take mine.
- Ladies, ladies relax.
There's more than one meal in a day.
Plenty to go around.
- Your music test cheat sheet.
English essay and,
old Squashes trigonometry assignment.
- How is that fair?
I was up all night finishing mine,
you get to hand in someone else's work.
- It's a little thing I like to call, outsourcing.
- Sounds more like cheating to me.
- Just because you couldn't handle the fame thing,
doesn't mean I can't, I know how to work this.
- Yep, Egg was a star alright.
And for the moment, he was in demand.
He was cooler than cool.
Hotter than hot.
Burning up big time.
- Enough.
I said enough.
While a appreciate your enthusiasm,
you'll drown out the woodwind section.
And if you're not going to stick to the sheet music,
I'll have to seriously consider asking you
not to take part in Angeles High's Stars of Tomorrow
concert series.
- Bring it on, this music you're makin' us play,
it's so yesterday.
- Well in that case, perhaps you'd be more comfortable
in the percussion team.
- Are you serious?
- Yes I am.
Let's try it again gang, from the top, ready?
- Okay Snowy, cue the lights.
- No.
- What the Dickens is the matter Constable?
- While I think a dress rehearsal is a great idea,
maybe one of us should be manning the desk, out there.
In the light,
just in case.
- But I already put the back in five minutes sign out.
- But still, who's to say something important won't come up
and we'll miss it in here, in the dark.
- Snowy, cue the lights.
- Is it just me?
Or is anybody else having trouble reading?
- Constable?
- Right,
well that's that done.
I have to go see a man about an octopus.
- Ordinarily,
a caring nurturing teacher would be pleased
if a student showed dramatic improvement.
- Jeffrey August.
D plus.
- Sadly old Squasher
wasn't one of those teachers.
Instead he formed a crack forensic team
with our music teacher, Ms. Archer.
Egg's homework outsourcing record had been exposed.
So the Rev was called in for
an emergency disciplinary hearing.
- Dishonesty Jeffrey, is right up there
in the top ten of God's not to do list.
- Reverend Diggleston, we're ready to see you now.
Please come right this way.
- Sorry, um, I'm confused,
do you mean this way as in that way or,
that way as in this way?
I'm hopeless with directions.
- Me too.
Me and a compass, you couldn't make two things
more incompatible.
- But Egg, he just seen two things
meet that were compatible.
And given that one of them wasn't his mom,
he didn't like it.
- Consider that strike one.
Two more, and you'll be removed from general classes
and placed in enrichment class for the morally malnourished.
Swiftly and without mercy,
is there anything you'd like to say?
- No comment.
- Jeffery.
- Egg was rattled, and he needed a fame fix
to calm his nerves.
- They're dropping like flies.
Nipple practise started 15 minutes ago.
- I'm here now aren't I?
- An hour late.
They'll move on to the next decoy if you're not careful.
- I hope ya like ginger nut.
- Usually Egg would have
nothing against ginger nut,
but today he had a problem with the shape.
He'd seen enough hearts for one day.
Unlike Egg's fans,
the Rev wasn't ready to give up just yet.
- I would like to report a missing person.
- Can you provide us with a description?
- Well let's see,
he's about, so high.
- And hair colour.
- Pretty similar to this.
- Eyes?
- Not far from these.
- I think I know the one.
Nice young man.
Been through a little bit of a rough patch of late.
Any idea of his whereabouts?
- Well he's not home.
So I wouldn't be surprised if he were
heading over to his best friend's residence.
- I'll see to it he's well taken care of.
- I don't do spinach.
- Well that's lucky then, it's broccoli.
- You should eat it, keeps you nice and regular,
like clockwork.
Little tip I learned from Clive.
You know from the Astronomical Society.
- Yeah well, whatever it is,
it's still green.
- Sorry about that.
I'm sure I've got some chicken noodles in there somewhere.
Why don't I fix you some of those?
- Maybe you'd like to take your glasses off.
We're at a dinner table, not a 3D picture show.
- I prefer to keep them on.
- Right you are then, your decision.
- Is it okay if I stay the night.
- Because you're clearly having such a great time.
- Excellent, thanks.
- It was difficult to figure out
what was going on in Egg's head.
Then again, he couldn't figure it out either.
But other people,
they have a sixth sense about this stuff.
- Shouldn't stay out here too long,
you'll catch a cold.
- I couldn't sleep.
- Neither could I.
Kept thinking about tomorrow's shopping list.
I don't wanna get it wrong.
I mean the thought of strange new brands in the pantry.
But then again,
could it really be that much of a disaster?
Be unusual at first sure but,
I'd get used to it eventually.
And everything would be okay again.
- I'm sorry I don't like broccoli.
- Honestly,
I don't care much for it myself.
It's chick feed really.
No offence girls.
Can I get you anything?
A snack, you hardly ate at dinner.
- What Egg really wanted,
mum was already giving him.
- Did you see that?
- Sweet dreams.
- See ya.
- I've been on the phone all night.
People aren't happy Egg.
But luckily,
I had a brilliant idea.
- I don't do pink.
- You're going to give it to Erina at recess
in the quad angle, where everybody will see.
Then, hopefully, ginger gate will be over.
- It's not my style, I'm not doing it.
- You are, it's called damage control idiot.
- Sasha, I don't think this is working out for me.
- No no no, you're so not firing me.
I quit.
- Do you know how many girls would kill for your job?
- Egg's star was starting to fade.
But the problem was, he wasn't ready for it to.
Not just yet.
- Gang, its almost time to take your positions at the hall.
Now, no need to be nervous.
Has anyone seen my baton?
I'll meet you there,
just remember to breathe.
Go us.
- Lockie, are you going to be much longer?
I'm on a very tight schedule.
- Show has to go on right?
- Shouldn't we wait for Ms. Archer?
- She could be awhile.
- Help.
Help.
- Try an keep up guys.
- Enough, enough.
Stop that racket immediately.
- Maybe we should put it to the crowd.
If you can't appreciate good music, later.
- Thank goodness you're here.
I don't know how I managed to lock myself in.
Silly me right?
- There's no way she locked herself in.
- Well that doesn't prove Egg did it.
- He's been so full of himself lately.
We have to stop him before he does something really stupid.
- Why do you always wanna save everybody?
It's always Lockie Leonard to the rescue.
- No it's not.
- Not everyone has it easy as you.
We can't all live perfect lives.
- I'm not perfect.
- Then don't expect everyone else to be.
I'll see you at the eclipse.
- That afternoon, everyone in Angeles
flocked to the water's edge
to catch a glimpse of the day's star attraction.
The eclipse.
- The very latest in viewing technology.
Remember, you mustn't look directly at the sun.
Some of the other society members
are choosing an alternative method.
But I choose to live dangerously.
I hope you're not planning to light that baby up
come showtime.
- No of course not.
It'll be perfectly fine I imagine.
All of us, in a complete and utter, total,
dark.
- Why don't you come and take a seat with us.
We'll all feel a lot safer with you around.
- I suppose I could stay.
If you really need me.
- Well, I'm going to leave you all to have fun with your,
large pipes, Blob and I 'll just get out of your way.
- You're not going anywhere.
- Do you need a hand?
- Me no I'm fine, all good here.
Long day that's all.
- Here, let me help.
- Egg knew why she was really crying.
Egg's star was hurtling back to earth.
He needed something, anything, to break his fall.
- You okay?
- Not sure.
- If it's any consolation I know what you're going through.
- You do?
- Well, my mom hasn't moved to Scandinavia but,
most of the time she might as well have.
Dad too, sometimes it's like they're miles away.
But you still got your dad, and us.
- Like you care.
- Of course we care.
Lockie and I both do okay.
See ya at the eclipse.
- I'm so sorry Vicki.
Egg.
- Like I said, I'm so sorry.
- Egg may think he's a star
but that doesn't mean he can go around dissing mom's cooking
locking teachers in rooms, and worse,
tryin' to kiss people's girlfriends.
Especially mine.
I was ready to give him a piece of my mind.
But then.
- You were right.
I can't handle it.
Not one bit.
And now,
now I've wrecked everything,
everyone hates me.
You,
dad,
Vicki.
- You've been a bit of a noodle lately.
But no one hates you.
- I don't like what's in my pantry Lockie.
Everything's changing, too fast.
Everything's different.
It's like, it's like I have no idea what to do next.
- Finally I understood why Egg was determined
to keep his star shining so bright.
Cause without it, he'd have to face the dark.
And that was scary.
- Is this how it's gonna be from now on?
No mum,
no friends.
That's all folks.
- Things 'll get better.
- You reckon?
- You've got to have some faith.
Go on,
take your sun glasses off,
you'll miss it otherwise.
- The darkness fell, like a heavy cloak
over the unknowing glow.
- But be not afraid cried a voice in the night.
Have faith he will return your friend the light.
- This is it Phillip.
- It's everything I imagined it would be and more.
- You're right it's beautiful it's-
- Magical.
- Now we welcome a new day.
A new beginning.
A new way.
- Egg was ready to get on with life.
Now that he'd crashed back to earth, where he belonged.
- As we commit these garments to the ground,
we ask your blessings.
- But sometimes,
you have to face the darkness.
- So you can see the light up ahead.