Cry Wolf.

The Kids: Well, it's the return of the only two Thunderbirds kid puppets. They're never welcome, and this time they're Australian.

Mission Impossible: For the opening suspenseful bit, the small child will be in danger on a cliff. Die, die, die, die...

"...sounded like a boy. Australian": Scott - search Australia.

Voice Acting: If I've moaned about it once, I've moaned about it a thousand times - thirty year old women doing voice overs don't sound like small boys. They sound like thirty year old women. Now, stop it.

Playtime: "We play International Rescue all the time..." Then why has John never picked up their signals before? Doesn't bode well for all the other people trying to call IR on walkie-talkies. In order to solve the problem, I suggest their dad buys them one of those walkie-talkie sets you get in cheap toy shops. They've got a range of fifty metres if you're lucky, and I don't think even TB5's that good.

Cause and Effect: So... these kids have endangered people's lives, so he's going to take them on a tour of his secret base as a reward. Can you imagine when they get back and tell all their friends about it? 'Calling International Rescue, I'm really really in trouble and everything, can I have a go on the Thunderbird Two slide?'

Carry On Sergeant: The little line-up for inspection's all very impressive, but I thought they weren't allowed to wear their uniforms in the base? Jeff's sending mixed messages, no wonder his dippy offspring keep dragging irritating children back to their secret base... (I'm surprised Gordon can find his uniform at such short notice...)

Underground: Did they steal that monorail from the Zombites?

Troublesome: Alan to small child: "In a minute you'll see something much more impressive." Dirty bastard.

The Art of Secrecy: Jeff about small child: "A thing like that's not going to cause any harm." What, showing people around your secret base? No, can't think how that could cause any harm, you nonce.

The Map Room: What's the Hood doing with a map of Australia, anyway? I know it's not completey inconceivable that he would have a map of Australia, but I find it hard to believe he's got maps of absolutely everywhere in the world lying around, just in case he happens to come across a top secret tracking station that he has to locate in a hurry.

My Room, My Mess: About the kids' room... Who remembers that robot from Futurama that made oilade and cutely misspelt signs?

This Week I Are Be Mostly Wearing: And the Hood is disguised as the Hood. In a coat.

This Week I Are Be Mostly Wearing 2: No, wait, he's got a wig and a moustache, too. My mistake.

Details: If IR never let anyone take any pictures, how come the kids' model of TB2 is the right colour? They can't have built the whole thing since they got back from the (secret) base. Besides, they had the little uniform sashes even before they went.

Kids Today: So, their dad told them not to go in the dark room... and they never did? I don't believe it for a second.

Work Today: That Satellite HQ guy sounds really bored... (And a bit like Alan...)

Mindset: Die, small irritating children...

Further Mindset: Pretty mine...

Secrecy ctd: They probably didn't have to tell IR all about the secret government crap. In fact, they probably shouldn't have, because IR's not supposed to get involved if it's all political and stuff...

And They're Off: "Tony, Bob, the Thunderbirds are coming." And next time you're in trouble you have to be more convincing, else you won't get rescued at all.

Espionage: Exactly what are those photos of, anyway? Is Australia at war with someone? Isn't the future supposed to be all peaceful and lovely?

Zoominess: Everyone has hoverbikes... Bastards.

Mine's Deep: Those lowering things - albethey cool - look like baby bouncers.

Zoominess 2: The car/hoverbike chase reminds me of Wacky Races. Or possibly Road Runner.

In-Des-Truct-Able: The Hood escapes unhurt from yet another car wreck.

Gratitude, Platitude, Schmatitude: "You saved the photos, sure, but more than that you saved my sons' lives." But we forgive you...

In Conclusion: As far as the ending goes - I thought it was crap when I was nine, I think it's crap now. Death to small puppet children!