Thunderbirds

Synopsis: The year is 2010. Teenager Alan Tracy, sent off to a distant boarding school, is the youngest of the sons of Jeff Tracy, a retired American astronaut. Jeff, a widower, has formed International Rescue, and raised his sons to act as a secret, volunteer organization which uses highly advanced technology to save lives worldwide. Jeff and his older sons John, Virgil, Scott, and Gordon, who like Alan were named after the Mercury Seven astronauts are joined in this effort by Lady Penelope and her butler/chauffeur Parker. Their futuristic hardware is largely developed by a genius scientist known as Brains, who lives at the International Rescue base on Tracy Island, somewhere in the Pacific.
Director(s): Jonathan Frakes
Production: Universal Pictures
  1 win & 1 nomination.
 
IMDB:
4.2
Metacritic:
36
Rotten Tomatoes:
19%
PG
Year:
2004
95 min
$6,768,055
Website
254 Views


'From a secret island in the South Pacific,

'the courageous Tracy family

run an organisation called lnternational Rescue.

'When disaster strikes,

anywhere in the world,

'they are always first on the scene.

'They go by the name

they gave their incredible machines,

'the Thunderbirds.

'Five,

'four,

'three,

'two,

'one.

'Thunderbirds are go!'

'But in this family of heroes,

there is one son left behind.'

So, gentlemen, we all know

that A2 plus B2 equals...

C2, that's right. But what happens when

we bring in Leonardo da Vinci's E, F and...

Mr Tracy!

Alan. Alan!

How kind of you to come back

from outer space, Alan.

I trust re-entry wasn't too rough?

(Chuckles) Here on Earth we've been discussing

the Pythagorean theorem.

Did any of that happen to sink in?

- I was just...

- Apparently not.

"Thunderbirds are go."

I hope you aren't going anywhere special

over spring break, Alan.

I expect a 1 0,000-word paper on my desk

the day you get back. That should keep you busy.

- (Bell ringing)

- "That should keep you busy."

- You can stick your 1 0,000 words right up...

- Alan!

- Headmaster.

- Mr Tracy!

Miss Garrett.

- You gotta be careful.

- Why can't I tell 'em I'm a Thunderbird?

You're not a Thunderbird yet.

If your identity was discovered,

it would be a d...di...very bad.

I know, I know.

It's the Thunderbirds.

They're gonna be on TV. Let's go!

- Whoa! Where are they?

- In Russia, at an oil rig fire.

Great! I'm stuck at school

and my brothers are on a cool mission.

- Wanna watch?

- Yeah.

'This super-rig is now in danger of total collapse.

'There is real concern for the lives

of six men who remain trapped on board.

'An emergency call went out

to the Thunderbirds a few minutes ago.

'They should be here any moment now.

'And here they are!'

(Cheering)

'Thunderbird 2, this is Thunderbird 1.

I have visual.

- 'They're trapped on an inspection platform.'

- 'FAB. We'll take it from here.'

Come on!

- Scott, get out. That tower's coming down.

- 'Got it.'

- 'Thunderbird 1, any damage?'

- 'Negative, Dad.'

Come on, come on!

Swing around.

You can't get close enough, taking that angle.

'This angle's no good. Gonna swing around.'

'Watch the wind shear.'

'l was watching for wind shear

when you were still wearing diapers.'

Come on, Dad.

- Whoa! Hold on!

- Who needs the diapers now, Dad?

- What do they do now?

- Drop the platform from Thunderbird 2.

'Here we go. Rescue platform's on its way.'

- 'Virgil, how's it going?'

- 'Looking good, Dad.'

'Come on! Jump!'

'I've got a visual. Hold it there.'

Target's locked. Firing rescue lines.

Come on, guys, hook 'em up.

- Hoist away!

- Let's haul them out.

Commencing reverse thrust.

Let's bring 'em home.

Look out!

Get 'em out fast. That rig's gonna blow.

Hang on!

'Sorry, boys. Hold on tight. Here we go.'

Come on, Virgil.

- 'How you doing, son?'

- 'Never better!'

'Thunderbird 1, commence knockdown.'

FAB, Thunderbird 2.

'Lining up target.'

Fire!

Bull's-eye! Outstanding shot.

All right, let's take these babies home.

'The fire has been extinguished.

'The rocket fired from Thunderbird 1

has robbed it of the oxygen it needed to burn.

'Amazing! The Thunderbirds

have done it again, Chuck!'

(Cheering)

'That was great work, Lisa. Thanks a lot.'

Ooh, I wish I could be a Thunderbird

one day. Thunder turd!

That's another good one, diaper boy.

Tracy!

There's someone here for you.

Hello, boys.

Lady Penelope Creighton-Ward,

at your service.

Alan, your father's been unexpectedly detained.

He's asked me to pick you up.

- Is that all right?

- Beats the bus!

- Definitely.

- Fantastic.

Now, will any of these gorgeous

young things be joining you?

Just Fermat.

Quite right.

Lady Penelope,

are you on a mission for my father?

Alan, shh! I am an undercover agent,

so please try to be discreet.

Here we are.

- Hi, Parker.

- Good afternoon, Master Hackenbacker.

Hi, Nosy.

Less of that, or I shall be obliged

to deliver the Parker Haymaker.

OK, bring it on, big guy.

- Try not to run over any children, Parker.

- Very good, milady.

Come on, Parker, chop chop!

(Alan) All right!

(Fermat) Whoa!

Yes!

Yeah!

Oh, look, Parker.

Pink is the new black this season.

- I'm very glad to hear it, milady.

- And hemlines are going up.

That is good news, milady.

- And England won the football last night.

- Yes! Eng-er-land!

Calm down, Parker.

Yes, milady.

Sorry, milady.

Come on, baby. Out you jump.

Wait till your father hears about this,

panhead!

Aliens!

Even better! It's the Thunderbirds!

OK, lock it up.

Let's go. Let's move it.

We need some help over here.

Mission complete.

Thunderbird 1, we are good to go.

FAB.

'Tracking device activated.'

Ah, the chariot of the gods!

Having dallied with the mortals,

they return to Olympus.

And so I follow.

Pardon me, milady. Approaching Tracy lsland.

And radar indicates we have some company.

Now, that's showing off.

I wish that was me.

Flight checks, Mr Tracy. Anything I sh...sh...

Anything you want to tell me?

Brains, a build-up of vibration, followed by

illumination of the number 5 engine outlight.

OK, Mr Tracy, I'll ch...ch...

study the flight data and guidance processor.

- Dad!

- Alan!

- Dinner's ready. Come and get it.

- It smells delicious. I am starved.

I saw the mission on TV.

It looked dangerous.

Saving lives is a dangerous business.

But it's what we do.

Was the fire causing thermal updraughts?

Enough shop talk.

I want to hear about school.

School's boring.

Maybe I could be home-educated now.

That way, I could sit in on missions.

- What do you think?

- No short cuts, Alan.

No school, no rockets.

Why aren't you wearing your retainer?

So the wind is blowing 60 knots,

right up my keister.

Did you readjust the flaps?

Of course! It's not my first day in a Thunderbird.

- Keep up!

- Don't you have homework?

Unless he's blown up this school,

like the last one!

- Keep Alan away from the ships.

- That's enough. Pass the salad.

- I haven't seen that much fire since Fiji.

- That was lstanbul.

- lstanbul was the earthquake.

- Nothing compares to Argentina.

Dad, I'm not really hungry.

- Come on, Fermat. Let's go.

- But...

I'm not done!

- Come on.

- OK.

Kyrano, have you seen Lady P?

- By the pool.

- Of course.

(Thunderbirds theme ringtone)

Parker.

- We're not supposed to go in there.

- You worry too much.

Where'd you get the access code?

Fermat, my friend,

what you don't know can't hurt you.

I'll be right there.

- The fire at the rig was no accident.

- Any suspects?

- Not yet.

- Thanks for bringing Alan home.

My pleasure. Any excuse to visit paradise.

- Tintin!

- Hey, Mr Tracy.

- Hello, Tintin.

- Lady Penelope.

- Did you know Alan's home?

- Alan's back?

I mean, oh, Alan's back!

Hey, Dad.

When are those two going to get along?

When Tintin decides to.

Girls are always ahead of boys

at that sort of thing.

- What sort of thing?

- Romance.

- Alan and Tintin? I didn't see that one coming.

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