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[helicopter engine whirring]

[dramatic instrumental music]

[Man on radio]
Holby four-five-five.

Control to eye in the sky.

Reports of an
intruder on a rooftop.

Respond.

[static crackling]

[spray can clacking]

[paint spraying]

[gentle instrumental music]

[paper ripping]

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Oi!

[siren wailing]

[car engine revving, tires
screeching]

You're nicked.

Nice bit of artwork.

[electronic beeping]

Tim, what do you think
you were playing at,

to be brought home
in a police car?

Saved the bus fare.

Don't you get smart with me.

He can't be smart.

He's an idiot.

You be quiet.

You're not helping.

[gentle instrumental music]

[Shona]
Oh, get that thing away!

Mum, tell him!

Don't listen to her, Monty.

You'll hurt his feelings,

and he will crawl into
your room at night.

Enough.

Shona, bed.

We don't want you
exhausted for your big day.

Well?

Any explanation?

What's the point?

Right, that's it.

You're going on that
school trip tomorrow.

But you said you were
gonna write a note.

And you said you
were going to bed

and not gallivanting
'round the city.

You never would have
done this before.

Just once, I wish you'd
think of the rest of us.

What you do affects everybody.

[birds chirping]

Seems like boys turn
from gentle Jekyll

to Mr. Hyde like
they're switching sides.

Do you have to do that?

We're supposed to know it.

Yeah, well, learn it silently.

[upbeat instrumental music]

Like Two Face,
this new face I see

on the flip side I
don't recognize...

How can you not know it?

I've heard it so
much, even I know it.

Seriously, look, you
don't need to worry

about the poetry comp.

Yeah, you'll be crap anyway.

Tim!

What?

Hey, Monty.

[tiny growling]

[Ellie] Come on, love.

Ignore him.
You'll be fine.

[Shona] Why does he
have to be such a dick?

[Ellie] It's a boy thing.

Tim, we're going.

I'll get my folder.

I've got to mow Mr. Nash's lawn.

The Clements at
48 need the trees

in their backyard cut down,

but I'll be out after,
straight after that.

[Shona] Yeah, but please
don't be late, Mum.

[Ellie] I won't.

[gentle instrumental music]

[Ellie] Tim.

[car engine revving]

[yelling]

[chatter]

Willow has been
rehearsing all night.

She is so gonna beat you, Shona.

Yeah, well, for
your information,

I've been up all night too.

Have fun at the museum, losers.

So, what does she mean?

Thought you were
bunking the snoozeum.

Slight change to
the old schedule.

So you've got to go.

And why are you laughing?

You've gotta go too.

At least we'll all
suffer together, though.

Alright, silver
lining, check it.

You are not gonna spray in
the Natural History Museum.

But we don't know the
security arrangements.

We don't know how many cameras.

There's an infinite
number of variables

which need to be
taken into account.

It's okay, Alf.

We don't need a risk assessment.

It's exciting, isn't it?

And silver lining two.

Wow.

[Victoria] Yeah!

Used by U.S. marines.

It's got the brightest...

[upbeat instrumental music]

Oh, of course

[Tim] It's Georgia.

[Victoria]
She's, like, about 28.

17 in three months.

Height?

[Tim] Five foot six.

[Alf] Bust?

34C.

Star sign?

[Tim] Aquarius.

For pity's sake.

So, uh, plan, on the coach,

we hole up at the back?

And play Toasters
versus Werewolves

where no one can see us.

Classic.

If you wanna slack
off and chillax,

do it on your own
time, eh, Timothy?

Yes, miss.

[laughing] And Toasters
versus Werewolves?

That is so year six.

You wanna be playing
Misogynist Air Strike Three.

Oh.

[metal clattering]

And she's our responsible adult.

[knocking on door]

Mr. Thompson.

Mr. David Thompson.

Sir, if you don't open the door,

we'll be back with
a court order.

Mr. Thompson.

I know he's in there.
I can see him.

Who was that, Daddy?

Shh.

[whispering] Didn't I say that
if you had the day off sick,

then you could not
get in the way?

Now, Daddy has a very
important day today, shh.

[loudly] Can I make cereal?

[whispering] Why don't you
have some toast, love?

[loudly] We don't have
cereal, do we?

Fine!

[plastic slamming]

[groaning]

[sniffing]

[gentle instrumental music]

[mumbling]

Hey, how you doing?

My name is Mr. Lewis Groad.

You can call me Mr. Lewis Groad.

No, hang on.

My name is Bond, James Bond.

You can... okay.

Hi, how you doing?

My name is James.

Hey, how you doing?

My name is Mr. Lewis Groad.

You can call me Lewis Groad.

Mr. Lewis, oh, Jesus.

[whispering]
Come on, Bond.

I'm Bond, James Bond.

You can call me James Bond.

Soon be time.

I bet we're both
thinking the same thing.

How many sausages can
I fit in my mouth?

What? No.

Oh.

This could be the big story

that saves our
skins at the paper.

Do you want a...

Yeah, go on, then.

[gentle instrumental music]

Ah.

[yelling] Look what you've done.

Sorry, sorry.

- Stop it!
- Are you alright, though?

- What do you think?
- Whoa!

[yelling]

Look at me.

[Guide] And the Diplodocus,
also known as Dippy,

is, of course, extinct.

This great hall was
bequeathed to the museum

by a rich philanthropist
who wanted to be remembered.

Gather round, gather round.

Any questions?

If you can tear yourselves
away from your phones.

"That's interesting,
Miss Halliday.

"You've made me want to work
with fossils, Miss Halliday.

"Thanks for being
so knowledgeable,"

or even, "That's a nice
blouse, Miss Halliday."

Just give me something.

My therapist says it's
great for my self-esteem

to get positive validation.

Over sharing again, Rachel.

Maybe we should go back.

What do you think?

This must go deep under London.

[laughing]

[gentle instrumental music]

[Victoria] This is so gross.

Are they dead?

Whoa.

[Victoria] Maybe we
should just crash

your sister's slam poem
thing at the school.

Why?

It's like she's here already.

Mean.

[liquid bubbling]

[metal creaking]

[laughing]

The chances of this working
out in our favor are very slim.

I'm just saying.

Come on. [laughing]

This is way too spooky.

Freaked out now.

We could actually be trespassing

on London Underground
property now.

We are like 100 miles
away from the museum.

[Victoria] Oh, Alf,
stop wittering.

Wow, that's one of
those marine ones.

You never said you had that.

Ow, what was that for?

[electronic beeping]

[Alf] I don't like this.

I don't like this at all.

We're lost.

We're definitely lost.

[Victoria] It's fine, Alf.

[Alf] Listen.
[machine whirring]

That does not sound good.

[machine whirring closer]

[all scream]

[dramatic instrumental music]

Guys!

[gentle instrumental music]

- Who was...
- No idea.

I'm not gonna ask.

I'm scared.

Here...

Let's get out of here.

[mumbling]

Ladies and gentlemen.

Pay attention.

This number will become
relevant in a moment,

so please remember it.

Please meet, from New York,
my sponsor, Mr. Lewis Groad,

the billionaire who has funded
my revolutionary research.

And the light refreshments.

Well, that's three
canapes per person.

Although there seems
to be quite a few,

so maybe make that two
canapes per person. [chuckles]

I must ask for there
to be no photographs.

We don't wanna see any
of this making its way

onto the internet.

You understand?

If I see a camera or a phone,

I'm gonna kill you.

Metaphorically.

No, no, no, I mean it.

I'm gonna kill you.

No, seriously, folks,
a real pleasure to say,

hi, how you doing, y'all,
from New York City.

Ladies and gentlemen, in life,

what is the one question

that every person
wants answering?

Uh, what time's lunch?

I was looking for something

a little more philosophical.

What is lunch?

A little more?

Does lunch exist?

It's nothing to do with lunch.

Forget lunch.

Lunch is not part of this.

No, as the years fly by,

one question starts
to take precedence,

the question, "how
long do I have left?"

What if you could find out?

Now...

...you can.

[Lena] What I'm going
to show you today

is a breakthrough in
scientific technology,

something that has never
ever been done before,

something mankind has dreamed

of for thousands of years.

This is the culmination
of my life's work,

30 years of hard research.

Ladies and gentlemen, I
give you the Vitalitron.

[Vitalitron] Welcome to
the Vitalitron capsule,

providing the
authoritative analysis

and prediction of Earth
based organic matter.

It can predict the longevity
of any living creature.

It assesses over 30 parameters,

weight, height, cellular
age, metabolic rate,

blood pressure, et cetera.

Full details are
in the leaflets,

and then it makes
an exact prediction

of the time of death
of that organism,

and now a demonstration.

[Groad] When we started
this presentation,

it had four minutes
left to live.

[Vitalitron] Critical
organ failure

expected in 10 seconds.

[electronic beeping]

Three, two, one,

and life form is extinct.

Predicted to the
second. [laughing]

[Vitalitron] Confirmation
of major organ failure.

No pulse detected.

Time of death
confirmed at 12:14 P.M.

Any questions?

Do you have any vol-au-vents?

Not you.

Have you ever tested
it on a human?

That would be
unethical... apparently.

Well, do you wanna test
it on my colleague?

What?

I am not testing it...

No, no, test him, my colleague.

I am not testing it on anyone.

Well, I'll do it if he does it.

See, we can do it together.

How would that even work?

He could sit on my lap?

It will only take one
reading at a time.

Now might be a good time
to explore the buffet.

[crowd chattering]

Yes.

[upbeat instrumental music]

Let's say goodbye to Mr. David

"Oh, look at how much
money you owe us.

"You're a pathetic human being
and a bad father," Thompson,

and then say, well,
hello there, Mr. Lewis,

"Welcome to my dick
dickety doo dah

"private members' drinking club

"in downtown New
York City," Groad.

[wood creaking]

[tense instrumental music]

[Victoria] You are not serious.

[Alf] Come on, man.

I'm not turning it on.

Just get out now.

You can't know when
you're gonna die.

What does it matter?

Just press it.

[Vitalitron] All systems are go.

Building jigawatt battery.

It might microwave him.

[Vitalitron] We are transferring

from grid power to
battery reserve.

[machine whirring]

Calculating weight
and cellular age.

[Lena] What on earth?

[Lena] He should not
be in there.

[computer ringing]

Yep?

We've got a situation
here, Mr. Groad.

Someone's inside the Vitalitron.

How did that happen, Lena?

Did you leave the
machine switched on?

[Vitalitron] Cell analysis
data now complete.

DNA molecule match
now in progress.

Results due in three, two, one.

[Lena] Oh, my word.

Well, how long have I got, then?

[gentle instrumental music]

You've got two
hours left to live.

Well, it's obviously... failed.

That can't be right, can it?

Guys.

This is the conclusive
test that we've needed.

Nothing's gonna happen to me.

But does it predict
accidents, though?

What if Tim walked under a bus

before the two hours is up?

I'm still here, thanks.

I suppose I'm saying if
he had an accident now,

would he linger and then
finally die in in two hours?

Really?

If he goes under a bus,

he dies sooner
than in two hours.

He's not indestructible.

Lena, how are the
calculations looking?

The temporal calculations
seem accurate, Mr. Groad.

Looks like we'll soon have
the ultimate validation.

Fantastic.

Fantastic?

If it's true, Tim will be dead.

Ah, sure, okay,
that was very crass

and very insensitive of me,

and for that I, hey.

Hey, wait a minute.

What are you guys doing here?

School trip to the museum?

This ain't no museum.

We went on a bit of a wander.

Hey, hey, hey, where you going?

Lena. Lena!

[laughs] This is epic.

And it's vital you
kids stay here,

as I need to monitor
your progress

over the course of
the next two...

[door slams]
...hours.

Stop them.

Hey, you, you, stop them!

I will pay you $100,000
each to catch them.

[upbeat instrumental music]

Hey, this way.

[grunting]

[Tooley] Keep up.

[Graves] What do we
do when we catch them?

[Tooley] I don't know,
but I want that money.

They're just out
through that hatch.

[muffled yelling and banging]

[Tooley] God dang.

[birds chirping]

[Graves] I think
I broke my coccyx.

[Tooley] Shut up.

This could be the ultimate
test of the machine,

but the boy has gone rogue.

Now, we need to get him back.

You understand me?

Lena, those idiots
better find him, Lena,

'cause if he does
not die as predicted,

then it is the end
of the funding.

It will be the end of you.

Nobody is gonna buy this machine

if it is not correct
100% of the time.

It will be.

And if it is not correct
100% of the time,

then its use as a
diagnostic tool...

[no audio]

[sighs]

Do you understand me?

Is he going to die?

[birds chirping]

And you're sure
you don't feel ill?

You know, it's
not gonna be true.

Well, the Victorians
had parlor tricks

where they'd summon the dead,

but it was just that.

It was a trick.

That was a real
press conference.

She was a real scientist.

That thing was real.

You need to tell your mum.

Oh, great idea.

She'll just think I'm lying
to get out of the school trip.

So what are you gonna do?

What do you mean?

Well, you can't just do
nothing for two hours.

It'd be just like every
other two hours of your life.

Oh, great,

so mum says I'm selfish,
now you're saying I'm lazy.

Do stuff, stuff you've
always wanted to do.

That way, even if
the machine's wrong,

you still get to do
some great things.

What have you got to...

[dramatic music]

...lose?

Please tell me I'm not the
only one who can see that.

Course we can see him.

[Man] If you want a
photo, it's 10 quid.

Maybe I should be
thinking of something.

[Man] Is that a no?

Charming.

[upbeat instrumental music]

[groaning]

[Graves] Get me out.

Come on, mate.

Come on.

[upbeat instrumental music]

I can't face it.

I really don't wanna go to
my auntie's this morning,

not now.

Why do you need
to see your aunt?

Oh, I left my science homework
book at hers last night.

Why do you need to do
your science homework?

I'm just saying.

That's a bit harsh.

Nothing's gonna happen to him.

Thanks for the support, guys.

Look, can one of you just
go and knock on the door?

She lives right here.

Just tell her I told you to
pick up the green science book.

It's on the kitchen table.

Right, okay, I'll go.

I feel bad now.

Thanks, Vic.

You're a true friend.

We're just gonna wait down here

so she doesn't notice I'm here.

Okay.

[car engine running]

[knocking on door]

Oh, sorry, wrong house.

[both laughing]

[Victoria yelling]

That's not funny.

Yes, it is.

Guys, I know what we can do.

Bucket list.

What's going on it?

Break into Gamer Shed
and nick some games.

When will you have
time to play them?

If you die.

Yeah, and it can't be
anything illegal, anyway,

'cause we're still
around to take the rap.

If you die.

What is the point of
doing a bucket list

if you can't do
cool, illegal stuff?

Well, you don't have
to do anything illegal.

There must be other things
you've always wanted to do.

[birds chirping]

I don't mean to rush you, but...

Okay, drive with Lewis Hamilton.

Yeah, okay, probably
a bit hard to arrange

in two hours though.

94 minutes.

[Victoria] Alf.

Okay, let's just
park Lewis Hamilton,

and say, how about
having a drive with...

...with my dad?

Would he be dressed
as Lewis Hamilton?

Would you like him to be?

Okay, um...

climb a mountain.

Better.

Not many mountains in this
part of London, though.

[groaning]

[phone ringing]

Hi.

I'm fine.

[gentle instrumental music]

Nervous, but I'm fine.

Yeah, I know, brave
and heart and all that.

See you later.

You will be on time?

Won't you?

[upbeat instrumental music]

Okay.

One, I wanna get over
my fear of heights.

[laughing]

Write it.

Fear of heights.

Two, I wanna kiss a girl.

Which girl?

Oh, not just any girl.

She's like a 10 on
the hotness scale,

Georgia Miston.

[Alf] Georgia Miston?

She's an 11, man.

Beyond the scale, seismic.

Good grief.

Three, I wanna
throw up some graf.

[Alf] Number three,
throw up some graf.

Four, I wanna be Steve McQueen

in that movie where he
rides that motorbike.

Put "ride a motorbike."

Motorbike.

Vroom.

[laughing]

Done.

[laughing]

You happy now?

[camera shutter clicking]

[Tooley] Bucket list, ah hah.

[gentle instrumental music]

[inaudible dialogue]

[wind blowing]

[Tim] That one.

Just step on that ledge.

It is theoretically
possible without dying.

Alf.

Yay, you can do it, man.

There he is up there.

He's gonna toss himself off.

Slight problem, Mr. Groad.

He's gonna kill himself.

[Groad on phone] Well, stop him.

They look like they're
trying to make him jump.

What sort of friends are they?

He wants him alive.

Come on.

[panting]

[metal thudding]

Oh, go on.

[gentle instrumental music]

[train rumbling by]

Remind me whose
bright idea this was.

Sometimes you just
have to go for it

and do the thing that
really scares you.

It's fine.

Look.

[dramatic instrumental music]

[tinny ringing]

[echoes] Whoa.

[Tooley] Hold it!

What is it exactly
that you want from us?

Calm down.

Everyone calm down,

and we can have a
nice cup of tea.

Do young people still drink tea?

You can have an orange squash

in one of those carton things.

Yeah, or perhaps, one of
those still, cloudy lemonades.

I mean, they're very popular.

Bottom line, we need you
to come back to the demo.

Go away.

Come back to the demo room,

or I'll tell your mum.

Hang on.

That's made me
sound six years old.

I'm not.

I can drive and go out
with girls and everything.

Does your mum know you've
got a time limit, Tim?

Yeah.

[gentle instrumental music]

Well, you're a
bigger man than I am.

I couldn't tell my
mum a thing like that,

oh, see the look in her eyes.

Didn't she plead to
be with you, Tim?

Didn't she wanna spend
those last remaining...

Okay, I'll come.

I flunked the first
thing on the list anyway.

Go on.

[laughing]

Good boy.

Well, that was easier
than I thought.

[laughing]

Yeah.

[Tim] Run for it!

Oi!

What?

[yelling and banging]

No, of all the
underhanded, snide...

[thudding]

[yelling]

How did they know
about the list?

Who cares?

I've gotta find Georgia Miston.

72 minutes.

Right, next on the
list, kiss a girl.

[singing]

Shut up.

[playful instrumental music]

[yelling]

No more Mr. Nice Guy.

Next time we grab the kid.

Next time we'll just grab you.

Hello, hi. [laughing]

[mumbling]

[horn honking]

Shona.

When you see your brother,

you tell him I was not
impressed that he went AWOL

at the museum.

Not coolio.

No, Miss Forrest.

Shouldn't you be coming in?

You'll be on stage soon.

- Are you excited?
- Nervous.

That's the spirit. [laughs]

[gentle instrumental music]

[electronic beeping]

[Vitalitron] Organic life
form has exited the capsule.

Unable to complete
monitoring analysis.

[modem chatter]

This is most unusual.

Connection to
online network lost.

[people chattering]

[birds chirping]

Look, don't worry.

Just 'cause you
bottled one thing

doesn't mean the other
stuff won't work out.

Georgia's in there.

[Woman on P.A.] The mammal
tour will be starting

in the blue zone in 15 minutes.

[gentle instrumental music]

I didn't think it
would be this easy.

You seemed so, I
don't know, heartfelt.

To be honest, I
get a lot of guys

saying they're gonna die,

but most of them are lying
just so they can, you know?

What was different about me?

You're such a talented
graffiti artist.

I am, aren't I?

And the way you put
zero for every answer

on that maths test as a protest

against capitalism blew my mind.

Did you know that I also
wrote Indian swear words

all over my...

Shhh.

Come on, just kiss my face off.

[people chattering]

Can we sit here?

[Woman on P.A.]
Ladies and gentlemen,

the velociraptor show
will begin in 10 minutes.

[Alf] He needs a plan.

[Victoria] Has he got a plan?

[phone vibrating]

[Victoria on phone]
You got a plan?

Yeah.

He hasn't got a plan.

[exhaling then sniffing]

- Ooh.
- Rookie error.

No one wants to see that.

Hi, Georgia.

This may sound kind of
dumb, but can I kiss you?

No.

[gentle instrumental music]

[laughing]

[Alf] That went well.

She doesn't wanna kiss him.

Why are you pleased?

I'm not... pleased.

You were pleased.

There was a definite
satisfaction in your...

Oh.

What are you...

This is epic!

It's not epic.

Well, does he know?

Do you know?

You know, but he doesn't know,

and now I know.

Oh, no.

Shut up about knowing, okay?

Well, how are we
gonna find them?

I don't know.

Chase them at high speed?

Oh, I forgot.

You had to make sure
we had travel sweets

and that I was sitting properly,

so we lost them.

[yelling]

My Auntie Gladys
said it never helps

if you lose your temper.

Focus.

We know exactly what he's doing.

What's number two on the list?

[Graves] Kissing Georgia.

Aw, kissing Georgia,

[kissing]

but we don't know
where he's doing it.

Probably on the mouth.

Just think.

Where does a kid like
that meet this Georgia?

Is it at work?

Probably not.

He doesn't have a job,

so could she be a
friend of his sister's?

Yes!

She's too young to know anyone

he'd be interested
in at that age.

So, that leaves...

Internet dating.

More likely,

he covets what he
sees every day.

[slurping]

The Bible.

Hannibal Lecter.

He knows Georgia from school.

He sees her every day,

and where are most
of his school today?

Uh, yeah, [mumbling]

I know this.

Mu...

The mu...

Mus...

Muesli.

That's a food.

Oh.

What would they be
doing at a food?

Oh, a muesli...

Muesli shop?

Just drive.

Muesli, a muesli and...

Stop talking.

[playful instrumental music]

[laughing] That's okay.

You're learning.

Oh, God, he's going in again.

- Stay here.
- Wait, wait.

What are you gonna do?

[clears throat]

- Are you still here?
- He's still here.

Fact is, he won't
be for much longer.

Good.

He won't be 'cause
he'll be gone.

Dead.

I've got 60 minutes
left to live.

Right, come on.

Put your hood up and grab him.

I'm not a child snatcher.

I think that's illegal.

I'll tell the police

it's in the kid's best interest

as we have to get him
to a hospital, okay?

Now, hurry up.

His best interests?

Uh huh. [laughing]

Why would you say that?

Why would he say that?

'Cause it's true.

Look, you'll have lots
of times in your life

when you can kiss a boy.

I'm sure they'll all be great,

but the bottom line
is this is it for him.

He's never kissed a girl before.

I have.

Have you?

We're kind of losing
the heat here. Can...

Well, he's probably never
kissed a girl before,

and for some reason
he wants to kiss you.

I don't know why,

but he doesn't wanna die
without doing that... thing.

[Alf] Hey!

Come on, then.

Got to admire roping in a friend

and making up that trash.

[gentle instrumental music]

Hey, she's my girlfriend.

What are you doing, you jerk?

What are you doing?

You don't own me.

Where's Alf?

[mumbling]

[laughing]

I'm not Tim, you moron.

Even he knows that. [laughing]

Oh, it's ringing.

Give it.

[phone vibrating]

Hello, Tim.

What do you want?

[Tooley on phone] Listen up.

I've been given carte blanche,

which means do whatever
the hell I want in French,

to bring to bring
you back, Sonny Jim,

and if that means eggs
have to be cracked

and omelets have to be...

Hey!

[scooter engine revving]

[groaning]

You let the boy escape.

Idiot.

You...

Come here.

Hey, stop that.

[laughing] Here he is.

What did you do that for?

What?

Say all that stuff to Georgia.

'Cause you were doing so
well on your own. [laughing]

Quickly, they'll be after us.

Come on, then.

[scooter engine racing]

[school bell ringing]

[Shona] Seems like boys
turn from gentle Jekyll

to Mr. Hyde like they're...

[gentle instrumental music]

[banging and laughing]

[Girl] You're so
going to win, Willow.

Apparently Shona doesn't
even know her poem yet.

[both laughing]

Come on.

Stop it.

Grow up.

So had you really?

What?

Kissed a girl.

I don't think they saw me,
but we haven't got long.

We haven't got long.

Can't even do a bucket list.

Two big fat failures.

Why didn't I just
grab her and kiss her?

Probably 'cause that
would have been assault.

It's not like there's
time to send me to prison.

It's all slipping
away, isn't it?

- In one hour from now...
- 54 minutes.

Alf!

I thought accuracy
was important.

This is useless.

I'm useless and selfish.

Mum was right.
What's the point?

There it is.

There's that can-do
attitude of yours

that I just love.

[gentle instrumental music]

There's still time.

Come on.

There are two more
things on that list,

even without the
kissing a girl thing,

and, you know, there
are ways around that...

...if you're...

I think we should move
on to the next thing.

Alf.

You wanna do at
least one last graf.

Yeah.

Okay, so here's a brick wall.

You could show me how
you make the stencil.

Vic, maybe this
isn't the best one.

It smells of...

I can find a better wall.

Whatever.

Wait here.

Oh, there are loads of walls.

Yeah, that's the trouble
with cities, isn't it?

Right, we concentrate
on the streets

in the immediate vicinity

of where we saw them
last, round here.

They're teenagers,
inherently lazy.

They'll use the first wall
they can to put up some graf.

Or, there's another possibility.

He said he wanted to throw
up some graffiti, hm?

Yeah.

But who said it would
be on a wall?

[both chuckle]

- I don't...
- Oh, just come on.

[gentle instrumental music]

Oh, Tim, come on.

Ow, what was that for?

I'm trying to knock
some sense into you.

[whistling]

Listen, by the looks of it,

Alf's just got
into that gallery,

so you can throw up some graf.

How awesome is that?

It's pretty cool.

Come on.

Trust us.

What's the worst
that could happen?

[laughing]

[door creaking]

[whistling]

[Victoria laughing]

[gentle instrumental music]

[electronic beeping]

[mumbling]

[upbeat instrumental music]

[laughing]

Stop.

[paint spraying]

The whole place is
probably alarmed.

Breaking that window
probably tripped it already.

[Alf] Probably?

Definitely now.

Come on.

Hurry up.

[Vitalitron] Lifeform organic
cell matter degeneration

now at 70%.

Confusion and disorientation
highly probable.

Okay, this is the nearest one.

[birds chirping]

Bingo.

[Tim] This is perfect.

They've even left all these
blank canvases for you.

[laughing] I think you'll
find they're finished.

[laughing]

[glass thumping]

We've got them cornered.

[gentle instrumental music]

♪ I've seen them move away ♪

♪ In the fading light ♪

[thumping on glass]

♪ Never seen ♪

Open up!

♪ Stillness like that ♪

Dude, that's worth
like 100 grand.

♪ They're taking flight ♪

Well, at least
they'll have something

to look at for their money.

Open up.

We've got it surrounded.

Yeah, open up.

There's more than
just two of us.

♪ All I feel is warmth ♪
[paint spraying]

A little more of it there.

[laughing] I don't
wanna mess it.

Pressing it harder makes
the color stronger.

Oh, press it stronger,
you must. [laughing]

♪ All I feel is warmth ♪

[metal thudding]

[paint spraying]

[car engine racing]

[upbeat instrumental music]

[glass thudding]

Can we help you?

You have not broken in.

No, not yet, but we're trying.

You couldn't help us, could you?

I am the owner.

You are trespassing.

What?

Oh, he says he's the owner,

and we're trespassing.

But I don't understand.

Your banging would not set
off alarm, yet alarm goes.

Oh, there's some kids inside,

and we're trying to catch them

because one of them,

he's only got a short time to...

The owner doesn't need to
know all that, does he?

Now, whoa, [laughing]
wait a minute.

We're journalists.

Journalists?

He's right.

We are tracking a
kid down in there,

and it's very important

that we get him back unharmed.

We can give you money.

Run away.

Yeah.

[gentle instrumental music]

♪ We all struggle on ♪

♪ But now I hear the song ♪

I couldn't have done
this without you.

It's probably the most
important thing on the list,

if I'm honest.

Something to be remembered by.

You'll be remembered...

for being you.

Thanks.

[Tooley] I can't believe you
didn't do anything.

You're meant to be the muscle.

Excuse me.

I am a still photographer
with slow metabolism.

I'm not your hired heavy.

Alright, shut up.

We need to get in there.

It's all wet on my underside.

Be quiet.

[gentle instrumental music]

[paper tearing]

That's one thing off the list.

[shoes squeaking on floor]

[Anatoli] Oi!

[tense instrumental music]

You, take off stencil.

You just hook your
nails underneath.

She do it, not you
with your... hair.

Okay, alright.

Perfect.

What is this?

Oh, it's all about time.

You've got this bit here.

You've ruined my work.

Your work?

Explain before I kill you.

You know what?

This is the last painting
I'm ever gonna do anyway.

That's before you came in here

with your bat and your accent
and your threats, so hey.

What is he talking about?

I've only got 30
minutes left to live,

so I took a bit of a risk to try

and get some of my art into
a gallery in my lifetime.

I'm sorry,

but you must have done
some risky things, right?

What do you know?

We don't know anything.

Art's supposed to provoke
some kind of response,

and doing this has
already got a response.

You hate it, and
you wanna kill me,

and that is all good.

[gentle instrumental music]

Paint the others.

I'm allergic if it comes
into contact with my skin...

No, not them, you idiot.

The other canvases.

I don't have time, but I
can give you the sten...

[Shona V.O.]
Seems like boys turn

from gentle Jekyll to Mr. Hyde.

I've gotta go.
I'm sorry.

I'm really sorry.

You can't just go!

You did it.

Motorbike next.

No.

[Victoria] Sorry.

[playful instrumental music]

[Tooley] There you are!

Come here!

Grab him.

[bright instrumental music]

Moore Auction House, please.

[bright instrumental music]

Oh, not again.

You can do this, Tim.

[banging on door]
[Tooley] Let us in.

Open this door!

Let us in.

You have to do it.

You're right.

Yay, Tim's done another
thing on his list.

[metal thudding]

[Victoria] Alf!

Grab the boy.

[grunting]

Come here, you. [laughing]

I'm sorry.

[bright instrumental music]

[upbeat instrumental music]

[air hissing]

[school bell ringing]

[Shona V.O.] Seems like boys
turn from gentle Jekyll

to Mr. Hyde.

Hello?

How are you feeling?

How did you get my...

pushed for time.

I know.

It's vital you come back here.

Can you save my life?

I have a serum that
could prolong your life.

Could?

I need definite, otherwise
I'm wasting time.

[sighing]

[upbeat instrumental music]

[Tim on phone] Hi, this is Tim.

You know what to do.

Shona?

Understood.

Okay, Mr. Groad wants to
know where Tim's gone.

He's off the list, isn't he?

I've got Tim's number.

How did you get his number?

They got my phone.

Now, I could call him,

but I doubt he'd
tell me, don't you?

He did just abandon you.

It's not his fault.

He's not been the
same since his dad.

All he cares about is himself.

One of his school reports
has the word selfish

in it eight times.

Miss Halliday would
have used it too,

but she went for
self-obsessed to be different.

We can stay here for
as long as it takes,

but I'm almost certain
you'd rather be with him

when, well, you know.

So where is he?

[Girl] School is really boring.

End up in lectures,
just snoring.

Wondering why...

Remember, the hardest
thing about public speaking

is imagining the abject
humiliation if you fail.

Thanks for the advice, miss.

She'd better be right.

[yelling]

Ah, Mr. Groad.

Yeah, his sister's gone
to some poetry thing.

We're pretty certain
that's where he is.

[Groad on phone]
Okay, get after him.

We're running out of time.

[Tooley] Don't worry.
We're on our way.

Good.

It appears they've caught him.

The boy's heading to his school,

so I can get the
journey to bring him in.

Don't worry, I'll go.

You sure you can handle
this on your own?

He's a child.

Just need to give
him a bit of TLC.

I'm surprised you even
know what that stands for.

Of course I do.

We have to handle
this sensitively

to avoid a PR nightmare.

We must show concern.

I'll be the model of humanity...

as long as he dies on time.

[Vitalitron] Time
of death predicted,

19 minutes, 36
seconds and counting.

[yelling] You stupid...
[grumbling]

what are you crying for?

It's a moped.

[Graves cries]

[yelling] Ow.

[upbeat instrumental music]

[tires screeching]

[grunting]

[Man] Hey, hey, are you okay?

I didn't see you.

You just ran out. Hey!

There's no time to
wee, I'm afraid.

Oh, I don't need to.

No, not you, me.

[audience applauding]

Oh, go, go, go.

And remember, don't be useless.

[Man] Willow Graves scores
nine from the judges.

Go Willow,
you buried them!

[floor boards creaking]

I'm going to perform a poem.

It's about my useless brother.

I lost the...

Gonna try from memory.

Seems like boys turn from
gentle Jekyll to Mr. Hyde

like they're switching sides.

[mumbling]

[metal thudding]

Perfect.

Seems like boys turn from
gentle Jekyll to Mr. Hyde

like they're switching sides.

[Tim] But he didn't go
to the dark side.

He just went to the dick side.

Like Two Face,

this new face I see
on the flip side,

I don't recognize...

'Cause I used to have a brother

who played Connect Four with me,

balloon off the floor with me.

[Tim] And now I've
got this monster,

selfish giant or ogre
who just doesn't care.

Never helping Mum,

shrugging so passively,

actually causing us grief,

like he wants to
make us suffer it,

and we've had enough of it.

It's time he looked up,

started seeing.

And turned back
into a human being.

[audience applauding
and cheering]

[upbeat instrumental music]

You deserve a better brother.

[Tim] I'm sorry,

but I want you to know,
I'm really proud of you.

After a shaky start, Shona
Edge has scored a perfect 10.

[audience continues
to applaud and cheer]

Enjoy it.

[Vitalitron] At
the 15 minute mark,

heart rate will
elevate to 100 bpm.

[playful instrumental music]

[grunting]

Oh, God. [mumbling]

[phone ringing]

Yes?

Your services aren't required.

Wait, what?

Mr. Groad is no
longer in charge.

He views this whole thing

as some sort of
scientific exercise.

I kept telling him "a boy's
life is at stake here."

But we had instructions.

What's going?

[yelling]

Change of plan.

Back to the lab.

So is this how I die, then,

from being hit by a car?

I have no idea.

Something is going to kill you.

You've got a great
bedside manner.

The main thing is, I can help.

I've got a team of
doctors waiting.

- Really?
- And the serum I mentioned,

it's gonna put a stop to this.

But how can it?

Do you really have
time for a lecture

on biochemical nanotechnology?

[gentle instrumental music]

[metal rattling]

Well, thanks a bunch.

Ticked me off the list.
You didn't care, did you?

If I hadn't gone, my sister
would have thought

I was trying to ruin...

What has that
got to do with it?

I wasn't doing my list.

I had Shona's poem.

I took it this morning
without her knowing.

I can't be selfish
all my life, can I?

Is that how I'm
gonna be remembered?

[clears throat]

Take care of Monty for me.

[tiny growling]

He eats most things,
especially sausages,

and he tends to get really narky

if there's too
much light around.

Finished?

You've got a motorbike?

Evidently.

Well, there's one
thing on my bucket list

that I haven't done.

[motorcycle engine running]

[upbeat instrumental music]

Tim?

What the...

Victoria, what's going on?

It's Tim.

He's dying.

[scoffs] What?

In 14 minutes.

♪ Whoa ♪

♪ You cannot always
hit the road ♪

♪ It wasn't mine
until the no show ♪

♪ Hold your breath
and watch it unfold ♪

♪ Oh no, oh no ♪

♪ You were smoke and
mirrors from the get go ♪

♪ Run me right into
a freak show ♪

♪ Strike a match and
watch the breeze blow ♪

♪ Oh no, Oh no ♪

You'll get us killed.

Which way to the demo room?

[Alf] We're like a 100
miles away from the museum.

Not the way I drive.

♪ I got caught in a storm
with fire in the sky ♪

Shouldn't we be
going to a hospital?

What on earth for?

This is my laboratory.

It's better if it's
just the two of us.

But you said there
were gonna be doctors,

and if we go to a hospital,

they'll have all the
right gadgets and...

I think I wanna go.

Are you sure?

[electronic whirring]

Yay.

[gentle instrumental music]

[Tim] What are you doing?

Waiting.

[Tim] Look, I'll take
the serum, alright?

I may have lied a bit.

There is no serum.

Well, what's...

This is a traceless neurotoxin,

just insurance, in case
you don't die on time.

[Vitalitron] Eight
minutes and counting.

This is the way we
know to the building.

Plan B.

[chain rattling]

You are our first
official human test.

The machine must
be proved right.

This machine will
change the world.

Everyone born in the future
will get their own expiry date.

The Long Lives, that's
what we'll call them,

can plan ahead properly.

The Short Lives, well,

the world will know not

to waste valuable
resources on them.

That's just wrong.

Bereavement won't
be such a shock.

Couples can get married knowing

that they'll be together
for an exact amount of time.

The phrase "'till
death do us part"

can be replaced with a date.

How cool is that?

I wouldn't wanna know when
someone I love is gonna die.

But you could plan.

We went to the beach
day before my dad died.

No one knew that was gonna
be the last time, so...

we had a great time.

It's not right to know.

[gentle instrumental music]

Are you sure this is
the quickest route

to the other building?

[Victoria] It's the
only way I know.

[gentle instrumental music]

[Groad on TV] Lena, what on
earth are you doing?

Why is he tied up?

[Lena] Just call it
an insurance policy.

[Lewis] He's not
Frankenstein, you crazy woman.

You want this machine to be
proven just as much as I do.

This is not right.

We can't do this, Lena.

Man up.

You're fired.

The sound on this is really bad.

[no dialogue]

A few moments left.

We could play I Spy.

What am I supposed to do?

I can't stop it.

It's not the machine
that's gonna kill him.

[phone ringing]

Mr. Groad, hello, sir.

[Groad on phone]
I need you to terminate

the demonstration in Room 101.

Sorry, sir.

Miss Eidelhorn sent everyone
home about 30 minutes ago.

What?

Yes, sir.

I was just on the way
out the door myself.

Okay, what's your name, son?

[Kevin] Kevin, sir.

Now, you listen very
carefully to me, Kevin.

Lena has to be
stopped at all costs.

What do we do?

You look for a crowbar.

I'll find another way in.

I can pick the lock.

What do you mean, you
can pick the lock?

I've got tools.

Oh.

[metal thudding]

It's locked from the inside.

The science woman,
she's gone rogue.

She's gonna kill your friend.

How do I get back to the car?

Follow me.
Where are you parked?

Stay there.
Do not move.

[gentle instrumental music]

[metal thudding]

[grunting]

Go on, please. [mumbling]

- Yes.
- Yes!

[chainsaw running]

[upbeat instrumental music]
[chainsaw whirring]

Wow, is that a chainsaw?

Why am I attracted to a
woman with a chainsaw?

[chainsaw whirring]

Give me back my son.

No can do.

[electricity whirring]

Mum.

[electricity whirring]

[yelling]

[laughing]

[machine whirring]

[Vitalitron] Critical
organ failure

expected in 20 seconds.

10 seconds.

Nine,

eight,

seven,

six,

five,

four,

three,

two,

one,

and life form is extinct.

Organ cell deterioration
and rigor mortis

will set in in four hours.

Time of death confirmed at
14:30 P.M. Greenwich Mean Time.

This is the 17th successful test

of the Vitalitron capsule.

The capsule now discharging
battery power back to the grid.

[gentle instrumental music]

♪ Tim's alive ♪

♪ I'm so happy ♪

♪ Tim's alive ♪

[laughing]

[Victoria] Look out!

[electricity whirring]

Time I did something
nice for Tim.

What are your
feelings, Mr. Groad?

Well, I want you to know
that when I hired the woman,

her credentials were
absolutely impeccable,

and I just realized
you're talking

about the machine, ain't you?

Well, there's no
denying it's a setback,

but, hey, come on.

It's great the kid survived.

And why do you think
it didn't work?

What's that?

[Victoria] What?

Is that something
in your pocket,

or are you just
pleased to see me?

[laughing] What?

I thought I felt a rattling.

He's not growling.

[somber instrumental music]

[Victoria] I'm sorry.

Don't you see what this means?

He was in my pocket
when I was scanned.

You can't scan two
things at once.

I said that.

Brilliant.

The machine was not wrong.

Amazing.

So we can continue the testing.

Hey, when I did rehire you?

But surely...

You were prepared to kill the
boy to validate the machine.

You were even gonna implicate me

in your disgusting,
stinking little scheme.

The police are coming.

Thank you.

It was a real pleasure to
meet you, Miss Chainsaw Lady.

Don't even think about it.

[Tooley] Anything?

Huh, I just don't know
how it didn't record.

Hm, it's almost
like incompetence.

I have never wet myself.

Oh, look. There it is.

Look, right in there.

Look, look, look.

Ow. [groaning]

We're gonna have to
get another interview.

[yelling]

Shona won the competition.

I was so proud of you both.

[gentle instrumental music]

I've been mean to
her since Dad...

I'm so sorry he's not here.

I know I can't be your dad,

but I will always be your mum.

He's part of all of us.

He always will be,

and it's fine to talk about him

whenever you want.

Yeah.

I thought you might
want a keepsake.

[laughing]

A bucket list?

We didn't do anything
illegal, but... [laughing]

Am I going to get letters?

[laughing]

I'm really sorry about Monty.

I know I hated him,

but I'll help you throw a
small funeral if you like.

[Vitalitron] Reconnecting
to online network.

Data mining analysis
now complete.

Discovery of second life form.

Now calculating life
expectancy of second life form.

[machine whirring]

Second life form
confirmation of human DNA.

Time of death calculating.

Results due in 10 seconds.

Oh, you've got to be kidding me.

[Vitalitron] Three,

two,

one.

[upbeat instrumental music]

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♪ You, you've gone and
screwed it all up this time ♪

♪ Gone and thrown it all away ♪

♪ Maybe it's my fault tonight ♪

♪ For expecting you to stay ♪

♪ I cared a little
too much lately ♪

♪ About the things you say ♪

♪ Thinking it's my fault ♪

♪ Maybe it's my fault for
expecting you to stay ♪

♪ All I know is ♪

♪ When you left here you said ♪

♪ You'd be back here
by the morning ♪

♪ But you knew that was a lie ♪

♪ Well, didn't you ♪

♪ Didn't you ♪

♪ You never made up ♪

♪ You were long gone
by the sunrise ♪

♪ It was a you and farewell ♪

♪ You went farewell ♪

♪ You, you made me feel
like this was something ♪

♪ But you turned and ran away ♪

♪ I made a promise to myself ♪

♪ The day you walked away ♪

♪ Were you expecting
me to break down ♪

♪ Did you hope I'd fade away ♪

♪ I made a promise that
you'd never make it ♪

♪ Back the day you walked away ♪

♪ All I know is ♪

♪ When you left here you said ♪

♪ You'd be back here
by the morning ♪

♪ But you knew that was a lie ♪

♪ Well, didn't you ♪

♪ Didn't you ♪

♪ You never made up ♪

♪ You were long gone
by the sunrise ♪

♪ It was a you and farewell ♪

♪ You went farewell ♪

♪ When you left here you said ♪

♪ You'd be back here
by the morning ♪

♪ But you knew that was a lie ♪

♪ Well, didn't you ♪

♪ Didn't you ♪

♪ You never made up ♪

♪ We were long gone
by the sunrise ♪

♪ It was a you and farewell ♪

♪ You went farewell ♪

♪ Farewell ♪

[gentle instrumental music]

♪ I've seen them move away ♪

♪ In the fading light ♪

♪ Never seen
stillness like that ♪

♪ They're taking flight ♪

♪ All I feel is warmth ♪

[vocalizing]

♪ Oh, I've been cold it seems ♪

♪ Half my life ♪

♪ We all struggle on ♪

♪ But now I hear the song ♪

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