We have a side on shot of Thunderbird 1 quickly speeding to the left of the camera. Scott will be approaching quickly. We see inside the cockpit of Thunderbird 1 Scott communicating with his father and with Thunderbird 2.
Scott:
Thunderbird 1 to International Rescue.
Jeff:
Go ahead Scott.
Scott:
I'm two minutes behind the R.Y. Aircraft now dad. I can see it in the distance ahead. From John's calculations from the space station, that craft should be colliding with the ocean in the next nine minutes.
Jeff:
F.A.B. Scott.
Scott:
Thunderbird 1 to Thunderbird 2, what is your estimated time of arrival to the danger zone?
With a similar shot of a side-on shot of Thunderbird 2, we then cut to the interior of the craft piloted by Virgil.
Virgil:
We're three minutes behind you Scott.
Scott:
Ok Virgil. I'm going in closer and will hopefully force them in surrendering so the GDF can take care of them.
Virgil:
F.A.B.
As we can see the descending R.Y. Aircraft below in the left-hand corner, Thunderbird 1 flies overhead with its wings extended. International Rescue has been noticed by the R.Y. Schnipps is presented to a diagram of Thunderbird 1 being tracked behind the ship.
Schnipps:
Sir, a Thunderbird!
Barclay:
International Rescue! They're ok. Seems as though your plans weren't as successful as you thought out. You don't stand a chance now. Give up whilst you still have hope. You know you can never beat International Rescue.
Russy:
Be quiet.
Hood:
Obviously they've come after Lady Penelope and Parker.
Scott has begun contacting the ship.
Scott:
This is International Rescue. Are you receiving my message? Please acknowledge this transmission.
Hood:
Let me have the radio!
The Hood has rushed up to the control panel and begins a replying to Thunderbird 1.
So, the famous International Rescue lives again. I will repeat this only once, Tracy's; your Thunderbirds and the GDF are to stay away from our ship and you and your friends aboard won't get hurt.
Scott:
I'm afraid we can't let you do that. Your ship is about to collide with the ocean within the next eight minutes.
Hood:
Let us worry about that, International Rescue. We have our escape crafts aboard. They can travel not only in the air but also underwater. We will be perfectly fine. Now leave us alone, or may we resort to more explicit means of retaliation.
The Hood has ended the call.
Jeff:
Well Scott?
Scott:
Looks as though they have Lady P and Parker alright dad. But they aren't going to give up just yet.
Jeff:
Right. The GDF will be arriving with you very shortly. In the meantime, we need to stand by in case the crew suffer any form of threat. Virgil!
Virgil:
F.A.B!
Thunderbird 1 has continued to follow alongside parallel to the ship. The Hood and his associates can see inside from the windows that Thunderbird 1 is following them.
Russy:
We've got to do something! They're practically on our tails now!
Thunderbird 2 flies close by, before blasting forward and accelerating past the decelerating R.Y. Aircraft and Thunderbird 1.
Virgil:
Gordon, time to suit up!
Gordon:
F.A.B!
Gordon jumps up.
Alan:
What about us Virgil?
Virgil:
You and Kayo need to stand by with any other means of rescue that may be required...
Kayo:
Take care down there, Gordon. You're dealing with my uncle here, remember.
Gordon:
Ah, Kayo! I'm an expert at underwater rescues. I can handle this, piece of cake.
As Gordon leaves, the others look at each other, thinking at the shrug remark Gordon just made.
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Thunderbirds Are Go!: Goodbye, International Rescue
Fanfiction"Within one hours time, London will lie entirely in ruins!". The Hood's perfect escape plan had been well arranged before his capture by the GDF on the Zero XL and Tracy Island following the events of Jeff Tracy's return. Every possible detail of an...
