Stormbreaker

Settle down, everybody.

Quiet, please.

Mobile phones off.

Thank you very much.

OK.

So, what is it that makes us what we are?

What is it that defines us?

Is it where we live?

Is it our schooling?

Or is it our family?

Alex Rider. Family?

Alex?

- Yes, sir?

- Have you prepared something for us?

- Yes.

- Come on, then.

There's not much I can say about my family.

I didn't know my parents.

They died when I was small.

I live with my uncle.

He's never around,

so I can't tell you much about him either.

I have a housekeeper

because he's always away on business.

She's an American. Her name is Jack.

She's always there for me,

which is great, because... he isn't.

My uncle...

He's never gonna set the world on fire

because he's got a real boring job.

Intruder alert! Intruder alert!

His work means a lot to him, but...

...he never talks about it.

Where's your uncle now?

He mentioned a conference in Cornwall.

Life in the slow lane.

Whoops-a-daisy!

That's the way to do it.

Oh, what a pity!

I wish I knew more about my uncle,

but he's not easy to pin down.

And that's about it.

The end.

Thank you, Alex.

Hey, Sabina.

Alex.

I was wondering - do you wanna

do something this weekend?

I can't. I have riding lessons,

and... I'm going out with my parents.

It doesn't matter.

Maybe...

- Next weekend?

- Whatever.

- Hey, Alex?

- Hey. Are you coming home?

Yeah, I'm on my way now.

How was the conference?

Uh... It was fine.

- You know how they are.

- No, I don't. You never tell me.

There isn't much to tell. Wait a minute.

Hello? Hello?

Hello?

- What was that?

- Nothing.

I'm really sorry about last week.

I know I said I'd be there,

but this trip just came out of nowhere.

As always.

Yeah.

I'll be back in time for dinner,

whatever Jack's cooked.

- Then we've got the whole weekend.

- Really?

- When did I ever let you down?

- Really want me to answer that?

Yeah, I know. Look, I'll see you soon, OK?

I'm glad you called.

Yeah, me too.

I'll see you later, Alex.

- Bye.

- Bye.

On The Road

# And then I see you again

# And that look is in your eyes

# You blew my mind but it wasn't real

Blame

# You and I

# We're floating in a kaleidoscope of lies

# And tell me why

# You dress the truth in a velvet disguise

# I wanna break free

# You can never shake what I believe

# And the sunrise

# Paints the skies red with shame

# And you wake up

to find the whole world's gone insane

# But if you hide yourself away

# Well, I say

# Hey, you've only got yourself to blame

# Blame, blame, blame...

# Got to decide

# Whether or not you believe all those lies

# But take it from me

# They got a stranglehold

# On the air we breathe

# And the sunrise burns the sky red with shame

# And we wake up

to find the whole world's gone insane

# But if you hide yourself away

# Well, I say

# You've only got yourself to blame

Jack?

Jack?

Jack?

Jack, are you here?

Hah!

Jack.

Arigato.

Let's begin.

I met the most amazing guy

at the fishmonger's today.

Know what the problem with this country is?

Every good-looking guy

is either gay or married.

Except for you, but you're too young.

Will you please eat something?

- He's coming. He's just stuck in traffic.

- He'd have rung.

He's probably gone to the office

to put in a report,

and next thing we know

he's on his way to Hong Kong.

Let me down again.

- Well, his work means a lot to him.

- Yeah, it means a lot.

All the more for us.

What did I tell you?

Who's a genius?

Come on.

We are gathered here today

to bid farewell to a man

called before his time.

A reminder that even in the midst of life

we are all of us walking together...

...in the shadow of death.

Lan Rider was a good man.

Everyone who worked with him

will remember him for his courage,

and his loyalty.

He was, above all, a true patriot.

A patriot?

We have entrusted our brother to God's mercy.

We now commit his body to the grave.

...Ian Rider, a true patriot.

...patriot, patriot...

...patriot...

To him be glory forever.

Amen.

I'm John Crawford

from the Royal and General Bank.

I just want you to know

you have our condolences.

It's a tragedy, a car crash.

If only he'd been wearing a seat belt.

Thank you.

This is Alan Blunt.

He's the Chairman of the bank.

Alex...

Sorry about your uncle.

Um... we're going to miss him.

He talked a lot about you.

That's strange.

Cos he never mentioned you.

This is my deputy.

Mrs Jones.

I'll be in contact very soon, Alex.

Why?

Well... after what's happened,

there's the question

of who's going to look after you.

- I'll look after him.

- We're just trying to help.

I'm sure we'll meet again, Alex,

hopefully somewhere a little less...

...gloomy.

My uncle always wore a seat belt, Mr Blunt.

He was a very careful man.

Not careful enough.

Did you mean what you said

about looking after me?

Of course I did, idiot.

You know I'd never leave you.

Besides, who else is there?

I mean, will you be allowed to?

We're not even related.

I've been living with you for nine years.

How much more related do you wanna be?

Is it just me, or are those bankers weird?

Jack!

Hey! That's Ian's stuff!

Harry!

What the heck are you doing?

Alex?

Alex?

Alex!

Get out of it!

I Predict A Riot

If you see that Nigel,

you tell him I want him, right?

Oi!

What's going on?

The Rider car should've been done

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