:07:02
Look out!
:07:05
Get 'em out fast. That rig's gonna blow.
:07:10
Hang on!
:07:12
'Sorry, boys. Hold on tight. Here we go.'
:07:15
Come on, virgil.
:07:16
- 'How you doing, son? '
- 'Never better! '
:07:20
'Thunderbird 1, commence knockdown.'
:07:23
FAB, Thunderbird 2.
:07:28
'Lining up target.'
:07:31
Fire!
:07:35
Bull's-eye! Outstanding shot.
:07:38
All right, let's take these babies home.
:07:40
'The fire has been extinguished.
:07:43
'The rocket fired from Thunderbird 1
has robbed it of the oxygen it needed to burn.
:07:47
'Amazing! The Thunderbirds
have done it again, Chuck! '
:07:54
(Cheering)
:07:57
'That was great work, Lisa. Thanks a lot.'
:08:00
Ooh, I wish I could be a Thunderbird
one day. Thunder turd!
:08:04
That's another good one, diaper boy.
:08:08
Tracy!
:08:12
There's someone here for you.
:08:21
Hello, boys.
:08:25
Lady Penelope Creighton-Ward,
at your service.
:08:28
Alan, your father's been unexpectedly detained.
He's asked me to pick you up.
:08:33
- Is that all right?
- Beats the bus!
:08:35
- Definitely.
- Fantastic.
:08:37
Now, will any of these gorgeous
young things be joining you?
:08:43
Just Fermat.
:08:46
Quite right.
:08:48
Lady Penelope,
are you on a mission for my father?
:08:51
Alan, shh! I am an undercover agent,
so please try to be discreet.
:08:55
Here we are.