Tracy Island. And quite a dilemma has arisen. The TARDIS is situated next to the Tracy Villa, outside the house itself. The Doctor, his famous trench coat left in his ship, and Rose are being led up at gunpoint by Virgil and Gordon, at their backs, leading up the steps to the Tracy house. The swimming pool is beginning to seal up again as Thunderbird 1 has returned.
Doctor:
Look, this really isn't necessary. I mean, if you wouldn't mind putting that thing away then I'm sure we will happily explain, Gordon.
Gordon:
Just keep quiet and move. You wait for the interrogation.
Virgil:
(Whispering) Gordon, how could they possibly know us so well? We can't have had a security leak.
Gordon:
Maybe Virgil. Have to admit, I'm not sure they look exactly like spies.
Virgil:
Spies never are. Perhaps we need to ask Lady Penelope.
Rose:
Doctor, we're being led up to Tracy Island!
Doctor:
I know! Ha ha! Can you imagine meeting Lady Penelope, and Parker!
Rose:
That would be mental!
Doctor:
Afraid Gerry and Sylvia would never believe us. Looking a bit wooden there you two?
Virgil:
What?
Doctor:
Nothing. Just no strings attached. That's all.
Gordon:
Something's defiantly up with these two pranksters Virgil.
Virgil:
Yeah. But dad will get the truth out of these two. Just wait and see.
They have arrived in the lounge. Jeff sits at his desk closely watching them as the Doctor and Rose have stopped at them. Tintin, Grandma and Kyrano are sat down with Alan holding his gun at them to looking at Rose. Brains next to Mr. Tracy, intrigued by how they arrived and form of transportation.
Doctor:
Ah, Mr. Tracy! At last!
Virgil:
Stay where you are!
Jeff:
No, it's ok Virgil. Let them sit down.
Doctor:
Thanks, Jeff. Now then, if we would explain ourselves and what we're doing here then we would...
Jeff:
You will have ample time to do so. Sit down.
The Doctor and Rose make themselves comfortable in the seat directly in front of Jeff's table.
Rose:
Thank you. Might want to be careful, otherwise we might lead down into Thunderbird 3.
Alan:
That's actually mine. To point out.
Jeff:
Yes, thank you Alan. That will do.
Tintin:
Mr. Tracy, how could they possibly know so much about our organization.
Brains:
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